NEWLOVE

Brad and I are in Ithaca, NY after a relaxing Thanksgiving with his family in Allentown, PA. We got to do a little yard work in Allentown for Brad’s dad, Chuck. Chuck was cleaning out his gutters a few weeks ago and fell off the ladder and broke his arm. So he asked us if we could finish the job for us. I’m not sure if he just needs the help or if he’s secretly planning for us to suffer the same broken-armed fate.

Last night Brad went out drinking with his best buddy, Jesse. They came home around midnight and were giggle monsters.

“Are you stoned?!”

“No baby, we’re just having a good time. We noticed a McDonald’s bag in the trash and we’re going to go up and wake up Jesse’s dad and give him shit for it.”

“That’s my McDonald’s bag from my trip back from Rochester today.”

“Oh. Well, we might go up and wake up his parents and make them come down and drink with us anyways.”

This morning he didn’t remember any of this.

Oh alcohol.

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