My family always has. In fact I've learned that I prefer it no matter how redneck it makes me feel. Brings me back to Hope Mills and my southern drawl that comes out every now and then. :)
spring means we getta trade the dr.pepper that normally fills those glasses with some lemonade.
In california I walked by a cute little restruant that features a menu for "MASON JAR DRINKS" they were all made from alcohol otherwise I woulda insisted we go have a glass. But I snapped a pic for Anna and sent it to her right away. It reminded me of home.
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