Let’s see…

The first beer that comes to mind is Amstel Light.  It is one dam good bier!  It is low in calories and can be enjoyed throughout the day!  Its lightness allows you drink… and drink… and drink until you can’t drink anymore!  It can be enjoyed with a variety of food; however, I personally like to drink it while munching on delicious Gouda cheese and crackers!  It is so good!  You’ll love it, I swear!

What else is there?

Another beer I enjoy drinking in the summer is Bell’s Oberon.   It is a summer classic in Detroit (and the rest of Michigan) that can be found at almost any local bar or pub.  Try it for lunch with a delicious smoked ham and Edam cheese sandwich.  Or simply enjoy it with a slice of orange on a hot summer day!  But beware, it isn’t as light as Amstel Light since it is a wheat ale, so after a few beers you should be feeling a little lightheaded.    

I guess those are my two top picks for the summer so far…  We did buy a bunch of beer the other day to taste test, so stay tuned for my reviews!  With the rate my husband and I drink, we should be able to review at least 2 more new beers by next week! 

So, until then, Cheers!

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1.  I don’t have to drive!  A plus for EVERYONE!

2.  I can actually sit down and enjoy my beer!  No standing around in a smokey bar holding my drink and feeling awkward.

3.  I can snack ALL NIGHT LONG!  Yummy cheese dip and chips!  Yummy cheese and crackers!  Yummy hot wings and celery!  De-li-cious!

4.  I can say outrageous things and no one will try to pick a fight with me (unless, I am really drunk and start to talk about politics and religion with friends and family- A big NO NO!)

5.  I save $$!  And no, I am not investing it in the stock market!  NO!  NO!  NO!

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It’s hard to believe that I can honestly say I have seven years of professional work experience (professional, sometimes). I still remember my freshman year in high school wearing flannel and listening to Pearl Jam.  I remember idolizing the school’s heartthrob, Mike M, and waiting for him to walk by my fifth hour class.  I would never say anything to him.  Of course not.  I would just stare.

Now, I am a part of America’s cubicle farm.  Where millions of us sit in front of a computer waiting for the little yellow envelope to appear for some excitement.  Sometimes, we get a little silly and go on Facebook during work hours for a quick peek.  So rebellious.  It’s funny how in 15 years, I went from stalking a guy in the hallway to stalking status updates on the Internet.  And occasionally, while committing my scandalous visits to Facebook, I dream a little dream to ease the pain of policies and procedures.  

I daydream about beer and how my mouth waters with anticipation when I pour it into a frosted glass mug. 

I daydream about Aruba and how relaxing it is to sit on the sandy beach drinking beer and eating peanuts.  

I daydream about Margaritas served on the rocks with salt. 

I daydream about all the different types of shots.  Red headed sluts.  Kamikazes.  Lemon drops.  Just to name a few.     

I daydream about late night snacks and drinking beer.  Yum.  Cheesy spinach artichoke dip and chips.  Hot buffalo wings.  Potato Chips.  Yum.  Yum.  Yum.

I daydream about going to local bars while on vacation and hanging out with the friendly happy locals.

I daydream about rooting for the home team with a hot dog in one hand and a 32 oz. beer in the other. 

Oh, the list goes on and on and on and on…