So as I do most Saturdays I went to hang with my bestie tonight at her place. It was 5 o'clock somewhere, so she asked if I'd like a beer.....heck yeah! I heard her go to the fridge....pop two tops, I assumed one for her, and one for I. A few moments later I notice her tipping it back, and reach for my cold one...um, did you get ME a beer? We proceed to look around for it, and there it is...my nice, cold, bottle of hard cider....sitting in front of the Jman (her 3 year old son) as if it were his! We laughed until we nearly peed our pants (which doesnt take much laughing after having given Birth) Good times....good times...