Turning your Day into a Half Remembered Dream

It is April 17th.  My living room looks like a green house, my backyard like Antarctica, and my 4 year old went to the principal's office today for playing "war" at recess.  Some days you just need a drink.  In steps Grandma as babysitter, Ian as date, and Small Pony Barrel Works as destination.

Impromptu date night turned a Mares in the Night kind of day into a Half Remembered Dream. Yum!