My dear wife Karen was working the later Friday shift, meaning she’s get home from the eye place after my arrival at A Bitty Better from the library.
What’s that, I see on my phone after I feed Elle B aka Dogamous Pyle?
A text saying that my wife is running late.
I set up a weekend starter welcome.
Come home quick.
I text the photo of what will be ready on the kitchen table to start the Friday relaxation.
(The beer bottles go back in the fridge, thank you.)
Bing. A reply.
She’s leaving sooner rather than later.
Happy Hour.
It worked. I time my pour perfectly.
Isn’t that fabulous! How nice to have Happy Hour waiting for her. You are the best!
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Happy hour at home is very special, Nance. Thank you!
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Same here!
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That is the way to greet the spouse!!!!
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Ahhhh, MBC.
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so sweet and perfect
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She deserves the welcome, Beth.
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Bonus points for Kona Brewing.
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We drive a bit to get it here in Central New York, Tom. Our Syracuse-area Wegmans only stocks one of their brews. We like the ones that Geneva and Canandaigua carry.
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