beer… er… daddy juice.
so… this is awesome. kara is craving beer. to understand kara’s relationship with beer, you have to go back to college. she hated it. and i mean wouldn’t kiss me on the lips hated it. even the fruity beers that sam adams used to make. she hated those too.
what’s a guy to do?
after owen was born (thank you owen), kara started to enjoy beer. and given that it’s a pretty limited selection of beer, that doesn’t matter. she digs fat tire mostly, which isn’t bad at all — i drink it quite frequently. that said, though, she is now…
craving beer.
my lovely, wonderful and beautiful wife on this very day brought home a sixer of o’douls… because she wanted the taste of beer.
she is convinced it’s due to the pregnancy (thank you, sequel). it has never happened before.
gut-check updated.
kara - you look fantastic! john - what the #@!! is awesome about craving something that you can’t have!? you are an evil evil man. kara - hang in there. i feel you!
What is awesome, is that maybe this sticks and my wife will crave beer after the baby is born — in such a way that it magically shows up in the fridge.
Yeah! Fat Tire rocks. I took Todd to the Fat Tire Brewery in Fort Collins, CO (my favorite place in the world) on our first date! Kara, don’t forget that you told me to drink beer when I had bad morning sickness. I am sticking with girl, by the way.
ahh - i see. john - you are always looking out for #1.
: P