Marriott, Beers and Crème Brulee
These last ten days have kind of been like a blur. My Mom called them “undays” because it could a Monday, Tuesday, or Wednesday, but in the end you can never really tell what day it is, as one just blends right into the next. I need to kind of back track and write about the last ten days while it is fresh in my...
December 7, 2014
