When you are in a relationship, you are aware that it might end. You might grow apart, find someone else, simply fall out of love. But a friendship isn’t a zero-sum game, and as such, you assume that its will last forever, especially an old friendship. You take its permanence for granted, which might be the very thing so dear about it.”-- Something Borrowed
I've had my share of relationships that have ended. But the worst relationships that end are the ones who that I've had with girl friends. Like it says above, you never imagine it will end. They are your friends, you plan on always having one another's back, and being in one another's life. You don't foresee ever "breaking up," especially when they have been part of so many memories and important times in your life.
But then there is a fight you get into. Words that shouldn't be said are. Feelings are hurt. And forgiveness doesn't come easily from either side.
I got into a fight with my two best friends two days before I graduated from college. I ended up not taking any photos after the ceremony. I just wanted to get out of that town.
What did we fight about? Good question, and after being out of college for 2 years I don't have a real answer to that anymore. I know the subject that surrounded the fight, but I don't remember what words or arguments were exchanged anymore.
I didn't talk to either of them until this past April, when Carina called truce. We admitted we had both been stupid and told each other there had been so many times when we wished we could have told the other some piece of news. But we had been stupid and let this fight get in the way of our friendship.
Cait was harder to reach. She was much more stubborn than Carina and I. I figured she'd go to her grave hating me from the taste of the fight that night. But it changed when we saw each other at Homecoming this year. We were both prepared, and knew that the other was going to be hanging out with our group of friends. But it was good. We actually were able to forgive one another and bond over new heart stresses. Neither one of us know if we will ever be as close as we once were. I'd like to be, but I know it will take time if that's to happen.
Bottom line, friendships are just as fragile as a relationship. There is more malleability but they definitely can fall on the floor, crack or be completely broken. From the awful fight that was brought to Cait, Carina, and I, I have learned to take my friendships more seriously and treat them with as much love and kindness as I would a relationship. In fact, they probably should receive a little more, because like it says you are aware it might end.
Sunday, October 31, 2010
Football Issues
I love football. I live it; I breathe it; I would marry it if at all possible. Men just don't understand how I could be so obsessed with a sport. Sometimes, well most of the time, I take it way too seriously.
Which I think is part of my problem. I tend to be into football much more than my boyfriends. It bothers them, this they've admitted. Why? Not so sure. Maybe they are intimidated by little 5'1" me loving football and knowing more than they might about the sport, when they are supposed to be the man and be able to act like they know it all, even though they don't really follow the sport...? Just speculation. No definitive answers have arisen.
Moreover, my obsessive love of football can put me in quite a disgruntled mood. I'm a Buffalo Bills fan, and if you've heard rumors this year...they are 0-6. Awful, just awfully heartbreaking for me. So when someone calls me right after the game to heckle me, or say something bad about the Bills, you can imagine I am far from friendly.
Guys don't understand that it is really serious for me. When they laugh about the game and how disappointing it was (all while laughing) they don't understand that they're a digging their own grave. They have instantly lost points with me; especially since as I answer the phone say, "I don't want to talk about the game yet, I'm still processing the outcome." YET, they insist on talking about the game, saying how disappointing it was. Not that they talk specific plays or strategies...no, they just talk about the scoreboard.
....I thought I said I was still processing and didn't want to talk about it yet....
And for the record, I don't just want to talk about the scoreboard. Yes, it matters, but if you know anything about football you'd man up and talk about plays, players, and calls. Not just the pretty, colorful numbers that any idiot can analyze.
Which I think is part of my problem. I tend to be into football much more than my boyfriends. It bothers them, this they've admitted. Why? Not so sure. Maybe they are intimidated by little 5'1" me loving football and knowing more than they might about the sport, when they are supposed to be the man and be able to act like they know it all, even though they don't really follow the sport...? Just speculation. No definitive answers have arisen.
Moreover, my obsessive love of football can put me in quite a disgruntled mood. I'm a Buffalo Bills fan, and if you've heard rumors this year...they are 0-6. Awful, just awfully heartbreaking for me. So when someone calls me right after the game to heckle me, or say something bad about the Bills, you can imagine I am far from friendly.
Guys don't understand that it is really serious for me. When they laugh about the game and how disappointing it was (all while laughing) they don't understand that they're a digging their own grave. They have instantly lost points with me; especially since as I answer the phone say, "I don't want to talk about the game yet, I'm still processing the outcome." YET, they insist on talking about the game, saying how disappointing it was. Not that they talk specific plays or strategies...no, they just talk about the scoreboard.
....I thought I said I was still processing and didn't want to talk about it yet....
And for the record, I don't just want to talk about the scoreboard. Yes, it matters, but if you know anything about football you'd man up and talk about plays, players, and calls. Not just the pretty, colorful numbers that any idiot can analyze.
Decision, Decided.
I have un’amica stretta, "a close friend" in Italian. Her name is Amie. Her namesake also means "friend" in French. We have been close friends for many years. We grew up together in Western New York. Amie has such strength and determination that I have been able to admire my whole life. The depth of her love is unbelievable. As a result though, she has been hurt quite deeply and she tends to blame herself.
A few months ago Amie found out that she was pregnant. Now, normally this would be cause for great joy and celebration, but Amie was terrified. She and her boyfriend, Scobey, had recently broke up again and she was scared to contact him. But she was also terrified at the fact of making the decision to end the pregnancy and thus, end up being alone for the rest of her life.
To summarize a long, dramatic story [that will be discussed in a different entry]: Scobey proposed, they planned to get married quickly, but then Scobey changed his mind, called off the wedding, proceeded to lay blame across Amie, and inundate her with charges of being a compulsive liar.
Amie did not know what to do. She had planned on carrying the baby to full term, but she felt hopeless and so mangled. She felt as though she had been tossed into a dismal, manure filled hole of emotion by Scobey's treatment and words.
After all that Scobey did to her, she still felt some obligation to speak with him about the baby and the plans she wanted to make for it. He didn't want to talk to her until there was a paternity test completed. He didn't believe the baby was his and he refused to express his opinion about arrangements until it was proven that it was his. In the meantime, though, he had no problem threatening to obtain full custody, calling Amie a slut, and blaming her for trapping him into a life that he hadn't wanted.
Enough, was enough. Amie decided that she did not want Scobey in her life anymore, not even vicariously through the child's existence. She knew she deserved more than a life of belittlement from a man who used to love her more than anything in the world. She understood Scobey felt hurt and lied to, but she hadn't lied about anything important and she had never meant to hurt him. He was the last person in the world she had wanted to cause hurt upon.
Moreover, she wanted her own life. She had been wrapped around Scobey's for too long that her life barely resembled her anymore. Things would not be any different if she decided to have the baby.
So, Amie made probably the hardest decision of her life. She decided to have her own life; to be unattached to any other human being. To be stronger than she had ever been before. She decided to make her own rules. She resolved that if fate or God did not bless her with future happiness based on this decision that she would have to make her own future happiness.
Amie also decided not to tell Scobey. She had mentioned it to him on the phone one night, that she was considering it based on how she was feeling, how he was feeling, how neither one of them were sure that this was what they really wanted. He got angry at her, blamed her for his proposal in the first place and "why hadn't she decided this earlier?!?!"
Is Amie selfish? Yes, and she doesn't argue that. She defends herself though, saying that she knows it was the best decision for her, her future, her future children...and even for Scobey and his future. Cutting the strings now would make the future less painful for the both of them.
A few months ago Amie found out that she was pregnant. Now, normally this would be cause for great joy and celebration, but Amie was terrified. She and her boyfriend, Scobey, had recently broke up again and she was scared to contact him. But she was also terrified at the fact of making the decision to end the pregnancy and thus, end up being alone for the rest of her life.
To summarize a long, dramatic story [that will be discussed in a different entry]: Scobey proposed, they planned to get married quickly, but then Scobey changed his mind, called off the wedding, proceeded to lay blame across Amie, and inundate her with charges of being a compulsive liar.
Amie did not know what to do. She had planned on carrying the baby to full term, but she felt hopeless and so mangled. She felt as though she had been tossed into a dismal, manure filled hole of emotion by Scobey's treatment and words.
After all that Scobey did to her, she still felt some obligation to speak with him about the baby and the plans she wanted to make for it. He didn't want to talk to her until there was a paternity test completed. He didn't believe the baby was his and he refused to express his opinion about arrangements until it was proven that it was his. In the meantime, though, he had no problem threatening to obtain full custody, calling Amie a slut, and blaming her for trapping him into a life that he hadn't wanted.
Enough, was enough. Amie decided that she did not want Scobey in her life anymore, not even vicariously through the child's existence. She knew she deserved more than a life of belittlement from a man who used to love her more than anything in the world. She understood Scobey felt hurt and lied to, but she hadn't lied about anything important and she had never meant to hurt him. He was the last person in the world she had wanted to cause hurt upon.
Moreover, she wanted her own life. She had been wrapped around Scobey's for too long that her life barely resembled her anymore. Things would not be any different if she decided to have the baby.
So, Amie made probably the hardest decision of her life. She decided to have her own life; to be unattached to any other human being. To be stronger than she had ever been before. She decided to make her own rules. She resolved that if fate or God did not bless her with future happiness based on this decision that she would have to make her own future happiness.
Amie also decided not to tell Scobey. She had mentioned it to him on the phone one night, that she was considering it based on how she was feeling, how he was feeling, how neither one of them were sure that this was what they really wanted. He got angry at her, blamed her for his proposal in the first place and "why hadn't she decided this earlier?!?!"
Is Amie selfish? Yes, and she doesn't argue that. She defends herself though, saying that she knows it was the best decision for her, her future, her future children...and even for Scobey and his future. Cutting the strings now would make the future less painful for the both of them.
Friday, October 29, 2010
Ideal Man
When you're single you are told two pieces of advice:
1. Figure out what you really want in a man and don't settle for less.
2. No one is going to fit your ideal mold.
Uhhh, so what is a single gal really supposed to do? Those two doctrines contradict themselves. This isn't religion here. So what is the easy answer here about how I am supposed to go about single life?
Regardless, I know what I want in my ideal man...who probably does not exist. Here he is:
1. Figure out what you really want in a man and don't settle for less.
2. No one is going to fit your ideal mold.
Uhhh, so what is a single gal really supposed to do? Those two doctrines contradict themselves. This isn't religion here. So what is the easy answer here about how I am supposed to go about single life?
Regardless, I know what I want in my ideal man...who probably does not exist. Here he is:
- I'm thinking brown hair and brown eyes. That's typically what I am attracted to.
- Tall. I like guys that are about 6 feet despite the fact that I only reach 5'1".
- He has to make me laugh...a lot. He has to laugh at my jokes and sarcastic comments, too.
- He has to be interesting. Have ideas. Have goals. Have opinions.
- He must listen to country music. I've come to realize that vastly different musical tastes can make car rides unenjoyable when you just have anything interesting to really talk about. Doesn't have to only be interested in country, just have it be one of the listened to genres.
- He works out. Not a juice head or anything, but a guy who enjoys being active and tries to lead a healthy lifestyle. He must be able to do more push ups than me in 60 seconds as well.
- He won't make me watch scary movies. He won't try to scare me. I don't like creepy, scary TV shows or movies. If he can respect that, we will get along.
- He has that rugged, country, military, all-American look and attitude; that certain je ne sais quoi about him that is hard to put into words or describe fully. But when you see it, you know he's got it.
- He likes to travel and see new places, have new experiences. I'm all for hanging out and watching a movie on a Saturday night at home, but he has to want to see and learn new things in his life. I'm talking continental US & Europe here.
- He has to understand himself. He has to be comfortable with who he is. He has to be proud of himself and his accomplishments. If he doesn't like something about himself, then he has to be cognizant about that and work towards changing it.
- He has to be my cheerleader too. I'm all for cheering someone on, but it needs to be reciprocated.
- He has to know what is going on in the world. I'm not asking for a politico or a stringent advocate of something, just have a good idea of what social, economic, political, and military events are happening in the world and be able to talk about what he thinks about them.
- He has to be close to his family. If there are issues there I want him to acknowledge them, not hide from them. He has to be his own man though and not depend on his family's ideals as a crutch.
- Have a good job. I don't have credentials of what a "good job" really means, but he has to be responsible.
- Does he have to like football?? Good question. I'm not sure yet. Does he have to have been in a fraternity in college? Another good question. Hmmm. Be a beer drinker? Yes.
- Look like this? YES!
Oh the Places You'll Go
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I love where I grew up. I think that the Buffalo-Niagara region is a place that people don't seem to value as much as I think they should. Typically when I travel around the country and I tell them I'm from Buffalo they say one of two things: 1) Oh you get a lot of snow up there! 2) How 'bout them Bills?!
Yes, we do get a decent amount of snow. Yes, our region can get blasted with Lake Effect Snow from Lake Erie and Ontario. But unlike NYC or Albany or DC we are equipped to deal with it. That's why we don't call in the National Guard or declare a State of Emergency every winter. We have, obviously but we don't cry wolf. We cry, "seriously this is for real, get your asses mobilized!!!" And seriously, I'll take snow any day over hurricanes, tornadoes, massive floods, wildfires, and earthquakes.
Yes, the Buffalo Bills. While this season I have no real way of defending my home team, I can say this. The Bills invented the no-huddle offense. Doug Flutie, Bruce Smith, Thurman Thomas, Jim Kelly, OJ Simpson, Andre Reed-- Buffalo Bills players. Buffalo is one of the best stadiums to tailgate at...open containers are acceptable. We did also go to 4 Superbowls 4 consecutive years. Yes, we lost, but no other NFL team has gone in back to back to back to back years. And in the local community, many Bills are present with fundraisers and charity events, like Brian Moorman for Children's Hospital.
What else is so great about the Buffalo-Niagara region? Well I'll tell you.
1.The Falls. Have you ever gone to see it? Pictures are great, but there is nothing like the way you can feel so insignificant when standing besides the powerful waters. Think about all the people who have seen this. Can you imagine being a Native American and stumbling upon this magnificent and powerful setting? It is beautiful in every season too.
2. We have seasons! Spring, Summer, Fall, & Winter!! There is so many things to do and see during all of those!
3. There are at least 10 universities I can think of off the top of my head. Good schools too.
4. Festivals, Fairs, Ghost walks, museums, concerts at many different venues. This is a great place for families. Lake Erie, Niagara River, Lake Ontario bring many options, as well.
5. Buffalo Night Life. Chippewa Street has so many bars and clubs. Different Buffalo districts play hosts to all different sorts of bars, lounges, and restaurants.
6. Anchor Bar and Duff's Wings have amazing chicken wings. Anchor Bar is where the "Buffalo Wing" was invented. By the way, they are called chicken wings here, not Buffalo wings. Speaking of food: Mighty Taco, Ted's, Tim Hortons... The staple of Loganberry beverage.
7. Canada is right there! Want to go to a foreign country? Get your passport, hop in the car, pay $3.25 toll, and you're in Canada. Pretty simple.
8. The people. For whatever reason people here in the Buffalo-Niagara region are very nice, very hospitable. Mr. Rodgers would be very proud at our region of good neighbors.
9. The region is so varied. There are obviously the cities of Buffalo and Niagara Falls, but there are also suburbs (Clarence, West Seneca, Amherst, Orchard Park...), as well as rural areas (Cambria, Newfane, Barker, Akron...) that have their own festivals and culture. As a result there is something for everyone and always something to do!
Just take mine & Yahoo! News Real Estates word for it, ok?
And P.S. I've been to Pittsburgh and many of my friends are from there. It is an awesome place to live too! Very similar to Buffalo-Niagara region.
I love where I grew up. I think that the Buffalo-Niagara region is a place that people don't seem to value as much as I think they should. Typically when I travel around the country and I tell them I'm from Buffalo they say one of two things: 1) Oh you get a lot of snow up there! 2) How 'bout them Bills?!
Yes, we do get a decent amount of snow. Yes, our region can get blasted with Lake Effect Snow from Lake Erie and Ontario. But unlike NYC or Albany or DC we are equipped to deal with it. That's why we don't call in the National Guard or declare a State of Emergency every winter. We have, obviously but we don't cry wolf. We cry, "seriously this is for real, get your asses mobilized!!!" And seriously, I'll take snow any day over hurricanes, tornadoes, massive floods, wildfires, and earthquakes.
Yes, the Buffalo Bills. While this season I have no real way of defending my home team, I can say this. The Bills invented the no-huddle offense. Doug Flutie, Bruce Smith, Thurman Thomas, Jim Kelly, OJ Simpson, Andre Reed-- Buffalo Bills players. Buffalo is one of the best stadiums to tailgate at...open containers are acceptable. We did also go to 4 Superbowls 4 consecutive years. Yes, we lost, but no other NFL team has gone in back to back to back to back years. And in the local community, many Bills are present with fundraisers and charity events, like Brian Moorman for Children's Hospital.
What else is so great about the Buffalo-Niagara region? Well I'll tell you.
1.The Falls. Have you ever gone to see it? Pictures are great, but there is nothing like the way you can feel so insignificant when standing besides the powerful waters. Think about all the people who have seen this. Can you imagine being a Native American and stumbling upon this magnificent and powerful setting? It is beautiful in every season too.
2. We have seasons! Spring, Summer, Fall, & Winter!! There is so many things to do and see during all of those!
3. There are at least 10 universities I can think of off the top of my head. Good schools too.
4. Festivals, Fairs, Ghost walks, museums, concerts at many different venues. This is a great place for families. Lake Erie, Niagara River, Lake Ontario bring many options, as well.
5. Buffalo Night Life. Chippewa Street has so many bars and clubs. Different Buffalo districts play hosts to all different sorts of bars, lounges, and restaurants.
6. Anchor Bar and Duff's Wings have amazing chicken wings. Anchor Bar is where the "Buffalo Wing" was invented. By the way, they are called chicken wings here, not Buffalo wings. Speaking of food: Mighty Taco, Ted's, Tim Hortons... The staple of Loganberry beverage.
7. Canada is right there! Want to go to a foreign country? Get your passport, hop in the car, pay $3.25 toll, and you're in Canada. Pretty simple.
8. The people. For whatever reason people here in the Buffalo-Niagara region are very nice, very hospitable. Mr. Rodgers would be very proud at our region of good neighbors.
9. The region is so varied. There are obviously the cities of Buffalo and Niagara Falls, but there are also suburbs (Clarence, West Seneca, Amherst, Orchard Park...), as well as rural areas (Cambria, Newfane, Barker, Akron...) that have their own festivals and culture. As a result there is something for everyone and always something to do!
Just take mine & Yahoo! News Real Estates word for it, ok?
And P.S. I've been to Pittsburgh and many of my friends are from there. It is an awesome place to live too! Very similar to Buffalo-Niagara region.
I'm no Snookie
Let me first preface this entry by saying that I enjoy reality TV shows. I am a big fan of The Bachelor/Bachelorette on ABC.
I am however not a fan of Jersey Shore. Why? I hate the subliminal messages I think that it sends to those who watch it, particularly those ranging from 13-20 years old who are at the height of their insecurities and desperately feel the need to fit in and fit into a mold.
Please explain to me why it is acceptable that these 20 something Americans think it is perfectly acceptable to get drunk, hit on whatever is dressed in next to nothing, bring her home, get it in there, and then make her leave? While I understand that this happens in the real world, why are we broadcasting it on TV? Are we just being honest with ourselves? Do we value this sort of entertainment in our personal lives? Are those that are watching the show wish that deep down inside themselves that this is what they were like? Are young men looking for pick up tips? Pretty sure that's a yes.
Moreover, I feel that young men and women are getting the idea that this sort of behavior and treatment is the norm, making it acceptable to be treated like a common whore, without the payment. And young women definitely shouldn't be coaxed into thinking this should be the sort of treatment to be expected by the opposite sex.
Why do women think they should dress like that to get attention either? And why should I be made to feel like a prude because I refuse to dress scandalously? I like my parts covered up, thanks. I'm not free, or a bargain. I know for a fact that it is already starting to seep into the dating world.
Sentiments as expressed by Carina who dates in NYC: The wonderful specimens on Jersey Shore certainly do no help my cause at finding decency among men. But why are there women so desperate to sleep with one of those assholes, who basically just needs a hole to get it in, regardless of the quality of said hole! The women who would allow themselves to get into bed with those disgusting men ON CAMERA, thus validating their horrific treatment of women, should never be allowed to have sex again!
As an educator I am definitely worried about the psychological messages it sends to my young female students. I try to provide them with examples of strong, impressive women who have done amazing things in history...but who cares about that when they can get a guy by showing their goodies. It's much easier to get a guy that way, isn't it? Who wants to be strong and impress men with their mind when showing off the goods takes minimal effort and has instant results?
And for my male students, it sends the message that it is acceptable to treat women in a degrading manner. Why should they treat her with decency when she doesn't even respect herself based on her behavior and dress?
So MTV, if you could cancel Jersey Shore, you'd really be helping out the youth of America. It might actually improve the dating scene. Maybe you can get funding through No Child Left Behind or some other government initiative? It would be a humanitarian effort for sure.
I am however not a fan of Jersey Shore. Why? I hate the subliminal messages I think that it sends to those who watch it, particularly those ranging from 13-20 years old who are at the height of their insecurities and desperately feel the need to fit in and fit into a mold.
Please explain to me why it is acceptable that these 20 something Americans think it is perfectly acceptable to get drunk, hit on whatever is dressed in next to nothing, bring her home, get it in there, and then make her leave? While I understand that this happens in the real world, why are we broadcasting it on TV? Are we just being honest with ourselves? Do we value this sort of entertainment in our personal lives? Are those that are watching the show wish that deep down inside themselves that this is what they were like? Are young men looking for pick up tips? Pretty sure that's a yes.
Moreover, I feel that young men and women are getting the idea that this sort of behavior and treatment is the norm, making it acceptable to be treated like a common whore, without the payment. And young women definitely shouldn't be coaxed into thinking this should be the sort of treatment to be expected by the opposite sex.
Why do women think they should dress like that to get attention either? And why should I be made to feel like a prude because I refuse to dress scandalously? I like my parts covered up, thanks. I'm not free, or a bargain. I know for a fact that it is already starting to seep into the dating world.
Sentiments as expressed by Carina who dates in NYC: The wonderful specimens on Jersey Shore certainly do no help my cause at finding decency among men. But why are there women so desperate to sleep with one of those assholes, who basically just needs a hole to get it in, regardless of the quality of said hole! The women who would allow themselves to get into bed with those disgusting men ON CAMERA, thus validating their horrific treatment of women, should never be allowed to have sex again!
As an educator I am definitely worried about the psychological messages it sends to my young female students. I try to provide them with examples of strong, impressive women who have done amazing things in history...but who cares about that when they can get a guy by showing their goodies. It's much easier to get a guy that way, isn't it? Who wants to be strong and impress men with their mind when showing off the goods takes minimal effort and has instant results?
And for my male students, it sends the message that it is acceptable to treat women in a degrading manner. Why should they treat her with decency when she doesn't even respect herself based on her behavior and dress?
So MTV, if you could cancel Jersey Shore, you'd really be helping out the youth of America. It might actually improve the dating scene. Maybe you can get funding through No Child Left Behind or some other government initiative? It would be a humanitarian effort for sure.
Cold Beer Drinker
I'm a big fan of brown glass bottles. I'm also a big fan of frosted glasses. Hello, I'm Lorelai and I'm a cold beer drinker.
For me, one of the most satisfying things in this world is a nice cold, great tasting beer. I know I'm not the only one who thinks so. Ben Franklin, yea the historical guy who is found on $100 bill, said: "Beer is proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy." Ben's right on this one (the turkey being the national bird of the country...eh not-so-much)! Hundreds of songs have been written about the tasty liquid and enjoying it in a bar, honky-tonk, and tailgate.
I shouldn't have to try to convince you that beer is amazing and by far the best version of alcohol in the univserse. The calories are what make it taste so freakin' good! So enjoy them! And don't order a light beer. That's like ordering a piece of birthday cake...without the frosting. Sad.
During my 8 weeks at boot camp, I craved beer like no other in this world. And its not that I wanted to get loaded...I just wanted that smooth, lovely hops & barley concoction on my lips. In fact, I don't use beer to get loaded. Maybe in my youthful, undergrad days, but definitely not now in my sophisticated graduate days. I think beer should be valued.
Did you know the reason beer is so popular in the more Northern European countries (ie: England, Germany, Denmark) is this thing called The Little Ice Age that happened between the 11th and 12th centuries? They had orginially been more into wine, but the Little Ice Age happened and they no longer had a climate suitable to sustain a large grape crop that wine required. So, they turned to what still would grow in colder temperatures; sturdy and hearty hops, barley, & wheat.
That being said, I am not a beer connoisseur. In fact, I know very little about the creation of, the differences in, and the quality of beer. What I do know is all from trying out different beers and finding the ones I like. And I am a very loyal beer drinker. I know what I like. I know what I don't. But I am willing to try something new if someone recommends I try it...or it has an interesting name or label. Going to resturants that have micro-brews is one of my favorite things. (Huske Hardware & The Mash House in Fayetteville, NC have a fantastic selection of micro-brews for the record.)
My favorites: Molson Canadian, Yuengling Traditional Lager, and Sam Adams Cherry Wheat.
I would love to visit the brewery in Montreal for Molson. Yes, that is one of the things on my to-see list.
So, this Saturday, I'm going to go hang out with the boys, watch some college football at the bar and drink a few ice cold beers. Yes sir, I'm a cold beer drinker.
For me, one of the most satisfying things in this world is a nice cold, great tasting beer. I know I'm not the only one who thinks so. Ben Franklin, yea the historical guy who is found on $100 bill, said: "Beer is proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy." Ben's right on this one (the turkey being the national bird of the country...eh not-so-much)! Hundreds of songs have been written about the tasty liquid and enjoying it in a bar, honky-tonk, and tailgate.
I shouldn't have to try to convince you that beer is amazing and by far the best version of alcohol in the univserse. The calories are what make it taste so freakin' good! So enjoy them! And don't order a light beer. That's like ordering a piece of birthday cake...without the frosting. Sad.
During my 8 weeks at boot camp, I craved beer like no other in this world. And its not that I wanted to get loaded...I just wanted that smooth, lovely hops & barley concoction on my lips. In fact, I don't use beer to get loaded. Maybe in my youthful, undergrad days, but definitely not now in my sophisticated graduate days. I think beer should be valued.
Did you know the reason beer is so popular in the more Northern European countries (ie: England, Germany, Denmark) is this thing called The Little Ice Age that happened between the 11th and 12th centuries? They had orginially been more into wine, but the Little Ice Age happened and they no longer had a climate suitable to sustain a large grape crop that wine required. So, they turned to what still would grow in colder temperatures; sturdy and hearty hops, barley, & wheat.
That being said, I am not a beer connoisseur. In fact, I know very little about the creation of, the differences in, and the quality of beer. What I do know is all from trying out different beers and finding the ones I like. And I am a very loyal beer drinker. I know what I like. I know what I don't. But I am willing to try something new if someone recommends I try it...or it has an interesting name or label. Going to resturants that have micro-brews is one of my favorite things. (Huske Hardware & The Mash House in Fayetteville, NC have a fantastic selection of micro-brews for the record.)
My favorites: Molson Canadian, Yuengling Traditional Lager, and Sam Adams Cherry Wheat.
I would love to visit the brewery in Montreal for Molson. Yes, that is one of the things on my to-see list.
So, this Saturday, I'm going to go hang out with the boys, watch some college football at the bar and drink a few ice cold beers. Yes sir, I'm a cold beer drinker.
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