I buy some Corona or Landshark just so my girlfriend doesn't consider going after my beer stash. That or I get a dark or IPA, which she doesn't like.
I have an 18 year old son and a 19 year old son.I have teenager wisdom or lack thereof to share!
DS18 thought he was oh-so clever taking his intake manifold on his '07 Mustang apart to clean and detail the engine stuff last week. Well, it sounds like he didn't get everything put back correctly. The car runs like crap right now. Dad is working out of town so he has nobody to help him trouble shoot it. And DH has chewed his butt for taking it apart when he was told not to. Dad doesn't have time to work on cars on the weekends.
So DH is mad. 18 yro kid is mad. Okay well the 18 yro just said "My hopes and dreams have been crushed." It's the end of the world, you know.
No idea. I never wanted one until he passed - very rapidly from lung cancer, at the ridiculous age of 62.
I'm a beer, scotch, and whiskey person too...
Do you feel sometimes it's a tag team thing with the raging emotional ride???? Sometimes I wonder!
I'm the only beer drinker allowed to reside in our home. I've roomed with plenty of beer drinkers before. As soon as the beer crosses the threshold of the door, the unwritten law that it is now everyone who resides (and/or crashes) there's property, no matter how many times they haven't paid or chipped in for it, kicks in.
One of the criteria for me when choosing a wife was, specifically, that she would not be a beer drinker. That would at least give our kiddos a 50/50 shot at not bein' beer drinkers, either. So far anyway, this "gamble" seems to have paid off. DWifey still doesn't like beer, and neither do any of the kiddos.
Sorry, dude.
Years ago, my mother and I went on a brewery tour at the Anheuser-Busch Brewery, up in Merrimac, NH. The grounds were gorgeous, the Clydesdales were magnificent, and the tour, itself, was very interesting. At the end of the tour, they offered everyone a (very) large glass of the beer that they were brewing that day (I think it was a "light" beer). So, my mother sampled some. I refused mine. I walked over to a vending machine and had an orange soda instead! HA! 
I can't walk past the kitchen without Daisy being two steps behind me. But I trained her as a puppy to sit in the doorway and not enter the kitchen when I'm in there...so now she sits in the doorway looking utterly pitiful.
I don't BBQ because I don't have a grillbut when I cook anything, she's there. If I open the fridge, she's there and she wants some. The pantry door? Same. Cabinets? Yep, there's the dog. It's an added bonus when the cat also joins the begging pitiful doorway party.
Daisy usually gets a banana or a peach or an apple with her kibble. I had to buy a special bowl for her, it's a "slow down" bowl...because she eats so damn fast she chokes. I also have to add water to her kibble, to slow her down. She's part beagle, part jack Russell, and part Hoover vacuum.
try a space monkey (A delicious blend of chocolate shake, Parrot Bay Coconut rum and banana liqueur) the scifi dine in has taken them off the menu
So, in places where it snows regularly as part of the normal winter, do they have snow shoveling services kinda like landscape services? I wouldn't even know what to do with that. We got snowed/iced in a hotel in Oklahoma for 2 days once a couple years ago. I just waited for the stuff to melt & hotel parking lot to clear before I went anywhere. Waiting it out prob'ly won't be an option in Canadia.
Oh thank goodness! I've only seen snow a few times in my life. I've always lived in the south. I have no idea what to do with long term, abundant snow. I'm scared enough at the prospect of driving in ice & snow. Yikes!My guess is that Canada is no different than the States. Snow removal is big business. Around here in the Northeast, a lot of landscaping companies will change their focus in the winter, to snow removal. That way, they have business most months of the year by changing things up, depending upon the season.
