There aren’t too many things that I am passionate about. Put beer on the top of my “list.”
I had a date tonight. This date was with a man who seemed to have it all. Over the course of the past week or so, we talked about what we would do when we finally got together. Deciding on dinner, the conversation had gone to drinks. He asked if I had ever had one of these two drinks he had mentioned. I had not had them, but ok – I was game to try them. At the restaurant, the server said the bartender didn’t know or wasn’t familiar with these two particular drinks. So to my complete delight, Jeff says “would you like to have a beer with dinner?” Oh yes, yes I would. My heart soared when he ordered Stella, and not Miller Light or Bud Light. The night was going good before this, but – he’s a beer guy.
We spent several hours together – things went well (I think). We enjoyed each other, despite the fact that my makeup was running like the Rocky Horror Picture Show (he was too much of a gentleman to mention it. I had noticed when I was in the restroom).
As a female beer drinker, I want equality. I want the cute little memes on Facebook – the ones who make it so cute to be a wine drinker. All that mumbo jumbo of “real women have curves” yada yada yada. My thinking is “real women drink beer” and we need to be represented!
Who’s with me on this? I know I can’t be the only one…
