Hey there, party people. Are we all feeling nice and chipper today? Luckily for everyone that comes into contact with me today, my beloved Eagles won yesterday (barely), so I am in a rather good mood. It’s not a pretty scene when my team loses. Not. At. All.
But anyways, YAY FOOTBALL IS BACK!
Besides the fact that I’m pretty sure someone drugged me right before our fantasy draft (seriously, my team is horrendous), this means I get to bust out all my favorite Eagles gear and justify drinking by noon every Sunday. I mean, those Oktoberfests aren’t going to sample themselves.
To my pleasant surprise, Yuengling has an Oktoberfest, and let me tell you, it’s deeelicious. Especially while consumed overlooking this lovely scenery on a sunny, breezy September day. Ahhhh, football season. How I love thee.
Speaking of bodies of water… you guys. I started re-watching Dawson’s Creek this weekend and wow. After hearing a few of my ladies discussing it, I decided it might be time. I’m still processing Six Feet Under, so something light was needed.
It’s everything I hoped it would be. So many vests, so many mom jeans. And so many songs I loved when I was 16! I may have already created a Dawson’s Creek playlist on Spotify. (I did.) I’m only in season two, and I don’t know how I’ve never done this before. There are a few differences this time than the first time I watched it. For one, I now realize how hot Dawson’s dad is. ME-YOW, Mr. Leary. Also I don’t hate Jen as much this time. I kind of feel bad for her. Also I realize why my parents weren’t big fans of me watching it when I was 15. Um, inappropriate much?
Anyways, I’ll stop obsessing about it. But I can’t promise this is the last time I’ll bring it up. And I stay tuned for rants about how much I love Pacey.
I hope you all enjoyed your weekends!