Tonight Kristin and I went out to celebrate the end of her working at Target.  To celebrate a new chapter in our lives again, and an excitement to see what’s going to happen.  We also went out to connect with each other.  It has felt like we have been living separate lives running as fast as we can in different directions and stopping only to sleep.  We also went out because we have a free babysitter once the boys are fed, bathed, read to, and asleep.  We went to our favorite sushi place for some sushi, fried rice and drinks.

You see that drink there on the left?  The fancy one with the orange slice and the cherry on top?  The one with the shaped whip cream topping?  Yeah, that one’s mine.  The beer is Kristin’s.  Go ahead, make fun of me.  I can drink a Guinness with the best of them, but sometimes I like a “fancy” drink.  And you know what?  I liked it.  I liked it and would have it again.  Even if Kristin made me take a picture of it to mock me.  I don’t care.  So what if my wife is sometimes tougher than me.  She still likes me.  So what if the waitress brought it to the table and tried to hand it to Kristin and I had to tell her that was mine and the beer was hers.  No big deal.

For those of you legally entitled to drink adult beverages responsibly and morally allow yourself to, which could be another post entirely, are you a fancy beverage drinker, or a straight forward beer type person?

Is that the longest run-on question you have ever read?