Closer to 30

God is GREAT, beer is GOOD, and people... well...they're CRAZY

I've heard this song many times before, but today it struck a chord.

God is GREAT. He works in mysterious ways. You ask for one thing and get another; you plan until there are footnotes in your schedule book and still nothing turns out like you planned for; you get what you want but realize, in the end, that you wanted something completely different and still here we are...happy.

beer is GOOD. It's damn good. So good that I have one, or two (or three) at least once a week even though I swore I would never (and I meant it, too) be caught dead holding one of these degrading bottles. Now I think it sort of defines a well-rounded, laid back "chick". HA! Did I just call myself a chick? Wow.

people are crazy... like HELL we are. We dance when people are watching, we sing like we can actually carry a tune, we love like we've never been hurt, we act stupid and childish even though we're closer to 30 than we were when we were literally children, we forgive and we forget, we fall in love with movie stars, and we dislike ourselves even though we've evolved to beautiful beings. We party like we're rockstars, and shake it like a polaroid... we believe in Stupid Disney, and romantic chick flicks become part of who we are.

I'll probably come back and write more, edit more, delete more than I already have. But I stand right by Billy Currington and sing along everytime I hear him on the radio

GOD IS GREAT, BEER IS GOOD, and PEOPLE ARE CRAZY.