The Sweet Smell of Beer

By which, sadly, I do not mean, “Yum, I want some.”, but instead, “Ewwww…it’s like syrup!” Seriously, a week into #dryjuly4breastcancer, and the smell of beer on my guy’s breath is like being in a vat of some icky sweet syrup. I can just smell the way the carbs have turned into glucose in him.Continue reading “The Sweet Smell of Beer”