This morning Megan and I were loading up the car to head to the Y and then to the park I opened the garage fridge and my lovely assistant wanted to get me a water. Next thing I know she had brought me 3 Pabst. She was so proud. Thanks to Uncle Ben's recent birthday celebration we have a few cans of his favorite beer sitting in our fridge. Yes, Megan it is nasty beer that tastes similar to water but not what we needed to cool off today.
Megan getting the "water" packed in the car.
The final packing picture.
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