Super bowl weekend 2012. Giants! Really?!?

Mike had a few buddies come from New Jersey to visit him this weekend. They brought us Patron Anejo (so yum) and shared a lot of laughter. They shared stories of BS (before Sara). I recall something about past girlfriends, parties and the "rare but you didn't hear it from me" trouble with the law. I married such a bad boy!!! How did that happen?

I realize that If it wasn't for Mike I wouldn't know a few of the following very important things: Who Sloth is and why he wants a Baabbby Ruth; that it's correctly called "Chocolate Milk", not "Milk Chocolate" (I've been correct about a lot of other words / phrases over the years too); that you have to go north then south to get to New Jersey (any sense of direction [little it may be] that I have is all because of Mike); that the Jersey Shore is hands down better then Maryland's beaches; that real gravy is made with salt not sugar; that the Slim Jim Factory burnt down and they don't make "Hot Slim Jim's" anymore (I seriously know to much about Slim Jim's); that playing cards or any game for that matter and winning is as important as life and death; the list goes on and on…

What wouldn't you know if it wasn't for Mike?

Check out the hunk on the left!