The dip was good, the beers were cold, and the mixed drinks were honest. There really wasn't a better thing to do that night. Where else could you drink a brew, and see an Aurora Borealis in the comfort of a living room?
Said beers.
Said Aurora Borealis'.
As a gift, I offered my ritualistic surf braid to Jill, and was promptly cut off with Crayola scissors. That thing better stay on your mantle for the rest of our lives.
God, I love this gal. Even if she falls on to brick fireplaces.
Feliz cumpleanos Jilly!
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