Last night after dinner we headed out to Safeway – where all the cool kids go after dinner on a Monday night – to pick up a couple items. (This is very atypical for us but considering it is winter break and I have no work tomorrow and the boys no school ((and Husband works from home so has a short hallway-length commute)) it was totally doable.)
We had in our cart the five items on our list plus the obligatory two or three impulse items and were heading toward the checkout when something caught my eye.
me: Oh look, champagne! We should get some champagne for New Years!
Husband: But we don’t like champagne.
me: Well, I know that – but it is what people do on New Years Eve.
Husband: Continuing his thought as if I had not spoken, Plus when was the last time you were actually awake at midnight on New Years?
me: Well…! I tried to sound huffy, but I knew he was right.
Husband: I mean, I am all for optimism but…his voice trailed off.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. We continued to the checkout sans champagne.
So if in the off chance I actually make it to midnight, we can toast each other with a nice hoppy IPA, our typical drink of choice.
Would it be wrong to use champagne flutes for our IPA?