I feel like I've been dragging a jug full of sangria around all summer. Like a kid with her teddy bear. It's been to the lake, to last night's cheesemaking party (I KNOW. Recap to come next week.) and all around town. In the past, it's been brought downstate for Spring Fever Festivals and other such events and came along for the ride to Mystic for a gals weekend. If you see me carrying this blue cooler, you can be assured that good things are on the horizon.
And if you see this (10 gallon) cooler coming, well, hold onto your hats people. Things are about to get wild.