Just when I thought I was getting better...

I feel like a pile of poo. I couldn't sleep last night, aching so bad that I broke down and took an Advil. Just don't tell my doctor. I only took 1, and I'm not dead, so I guess it was okay. Fathers Day ended up pretty good. We lit a fire (up to the sky in true Beerman fashion) and had the neighbors over for s'mores. Tasty little suckers. The s'mores, not the neighbors. The neighbor kid freaked out when Riley licked him, so Riley spent the time indoors. Poor dog. Everyone is freaked out by him, and all he's trying to do is give you a smooch. Enjoy your week!