Leaving on a jet plane
This has been an incredible week and a half. Emily and I have spent most of every day together, even when she's working. She makes really good latte's and the iced coffe is brilliant. woot. It has been a great vacation. I think my only complaint has been that it's nearly over. I'm going to miss her these next couple of months. Right now I want to complain and pout and generally be in a foul mood because, she's my fiancee' and I have to be in Mass instead of in Ohio doing things with her. :-P
I feel like we've accomplished a lot...and we haven't really done a whole lot. Part of the battle was having the families meet and my dad to see the church. That was really good. I think it was pretty surreal for them, too. My parents are funny. They're very much from northern New Hampshire and Rural Illinois. I love them, and they do funny things.
I have no money once again. :-P on that. It's really annoying. But God is good and I have no complaints because I have enough money to get home, but possibly not enough to give Marc Frigon gas until next week. Oops. Whatever. Like I said, I have no complaints, just a few confusions.
We went to the Rock Bottom Brewery again last night. We went there last year before going to a Reds game. It's like Salem Beerworks only bigger and a smaller beer menu. This place has a full bar, though, as opposed to just wine and beer and cider. So they definitely make up for it. Tuesday night is Pint Night, though, and we got free glasses that had the logos of the beers we had ordered. I almost wish that I'd ordered the Nut Brown 'cause it has a bear on it. Instead I ordered the Brew Master's Special, which was definitely Steve approved for darkness, texture, and taste.
So we leave soon.
I feel like we've accomplished a lot...and we haven't really done a whole lot. Part of the battle was having the families meet and my dad to see the church. That was really good. I think it was pretty surreal for them, too. My parents are funny. They're very much from northern New Hampshire and Rural Illinois. I love them, and they do funny things.
I have no money once again. :-P on that. It's really annoying. But God is good and I have no complaints because I have enough money to get home, but possibly not enough to give Marc Frigon gas until next week. Oops. Whatever. Like I said, I have no complaints, just a few confusions.
We went to the Rock Bottom Brewery again last night. We went there last year before going to a Reds game. It's like Salem Beerworks only bigger and a smaller beer menu. This place has a full bar, though, as opposed to just wine and beer and cider. So they definitely make up for it. Tuesday night is Pint Night, though, and we got free glasses that had the logos of the beers we had ordered. I almost wish that I'd ordered the Nut Brown 'cause it has a bear on it. Instead I ordered the Brew Master's Special, which was definitely Steve approved for darkness, texture, and taste.
So we leave soon.