Last weekend, my parents threw us an engagement party. We weren’t responsible for much, but in many ways, it felt like a small scale rehearsal for the main event next year.
Beer is proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy, but if you don’t believe in God, then let me call if proof that my boyfriend loves me and wants me to be happy.
In typical Barcelos fashion, I can pump out the shameless materialism and recaps of old posts just fine. But the … More