When the smoke clears you realize sometimes the hardest part of the journey is just getting out of the driveway
Three friends Three cases of beer Three liters of merlot
Three cats One dog
One bottle of Maker's One little snowball fight One huge steaming pot of amazing cioppino
One badass Blaine Christmas One hundred miles north of Seattle
36 hours in socks no shoes. Walking outside but only as far as the next cold beer and then walking back in. Repeating as needed. Rocky, Rocky II, Rocky III, Rocky IV and a taste of Rocky V. Eat, drink, sleep, drink, eat, drink, drink and drink.
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