Beered Out...

Not to steal any thunder, I'll only put up a couple of pictures from the weekend. **EDITED TO ADD: Joe's pictures are here.** While I did the Good Thing and was DD for 3 beer-loving men, plus paid bills, did laundry, etc while they were at a BEER FESTIVAL, the boys had a great time. And just to prove that I finished the beer socks on time...

What neither of us noticed is that he had 2 different shoes on. By then end of the day, instead of "that guy with the cool beer socks," he was known as "Two-Shoes." Sigh. Valiant effort on my part, though. I have to amend my earlier critique of the socks - I didn't redo the ribbing in a larger needle, and although they were TIGHT, they did fit over his foot. I don't know if this will relax with wear, but since they're major novelty socks (and not everyday), I'm not concerned. They're done. I'm on to better things. Like finally blocking Clappy.

So I pick up the guys from the bar where the bus drops them off, and I was blessed with the company of three bobbly-headed-babbling-grunting-man-boys. It was fun, though. When we got home, Joe went (stumbled) straight to bed. So I got to peruse the digital camera...

Let me say for the record...those aren't mine. Umm...far from it. Joe had some 'splainin' to do this morning...