So last weekend I went to visit my parents and partake in the annual public drunkeness street fair that is Fog Fest
We give back to our community by purchasing the official drink of the Fog Fest called the Fog Cutter. It has some cute back story about ocean air and sunsets and whatever..
Besides seeing people that say “Ashley! I haven’t seen you since you were thiiiis big!!” as they take your height down to their knees, you see people like this.. People watching win!
and then you go home from all the ridiculousness and your dad (who’s a hospitality pro) offers you Irish Whiskey and fruit in fancy glasses.
And then he texts you a picture of what you look like after you’ve finished your fancy pants drink.
what a weekend…