Every week for as long as anyone can remember the guys of the neighborhood would meet for "Boys Night" at Dave's. Drinking beer, grilling something manly, and swapping war stories. Well then I moved in and they so graciously changed it to "Family Night". Go ahead boys, bring your wives and your girlfriends.
A few couples would meet every Thursday up there on Dave's deck. We'd watch the thunderstorms light up the next town over, gossip about the neighbors we hadn't seen in awhile, and if Jay was working the grill we would devour something greasy and delicious.
On January 14th, 2010 I had something to celebrate. It was almost the end of my Grand Opening Celebration! I had successfully opened my private practice! Jay popped a bottle of champagne. No one else wanted champagne I guess because Jay and I must have drank that whole bottle by ourselves. After the night wound down, Jay and I stumbled home to continue our celebrations.
Sixteen days later I would learn of our happy little accident that night. More to come.
Tonight
6 years ago
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