The old adage, “when life gives you lemons, you make lemonade” doesn’t quite fit me right now, but how about: When life gives you limes you make guacamole? Well, that and put one in the coconut and then possibly some Mexican beer that’s not Corona. Perhaps Pacifico or Negra Modello. Those would be my choice.
I’m going to go ahead and apologize to you, Dear Reader, up front for the next few days posts (well not tomorrow, it’s about beer). There may be a range of emotions that are touched on. Highs, lows, anger, sadness, relief, confusion, who knows what else? And, in that apology, include the vagueness that may also arise. I don’t wish to actually talk about what is going on, but I have to release somehow. If this disturbs you, Dear Reader, for that, I also apologize. Changes are happening and I’m not sure how I feel about them. Some planned in a much different way that what is actually happening so, as another phrase states: “we shall see.”
Is it too early to drink? Yeah, I guess it is. Oh, well. And before anything gets out of hand, there is nothing wrong with The BCPF and me. That’s all good. Let’s get out of here for now.
Until tomorrow, same blog channel…
“To err is human, to forgive, divine.” – Alexander Pope