However.
I did have half a Coca-Cola on the plane* last night. And a Dr. Pepper today*. But tonight I felt like beer. So I got one.
I don’t drink alcohol very often. But I wasn’t driving and I had a hankering, so I went for it. And I went for the big one too. Because. Well, I do it right! That said, I did not finish the beer.
Some fun things. A guy in Wichita told me they had a saying about staying there, “Come for vacation, leave with probation.” My kinda town.
I met Dairy Carrie today. And found out that not only does she have a Dairy Farm, she sells semen! [For Dairy cattle, it’s a bit deal, apparently.] She is also a pip!
Okay. That beer done me in. Night folks.
*This is not cheating. I did my 30 days without Coca-Cola. I survived.
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