A Dip-Free Holiday Weekend

I remember my life as a dipper.  Holiday weekends were a GREAT time to be a dipper… especially in the summer.

It meant being outside.
It meant not needing a spitter.
It meant not worrying so much about where to spit (cause hey… you’re outside)

However, it did require time away… had to load up.  Had to make sure you had a can.  There was NOTHING worse than heading off to a family BBQ without a lipfull.

I remembered all of this over the weekend.  This past weekend was about family.  It was about me, my wife and our boys.  We did family stuff.  We got together with friends.  We went to a town fair.  We took bike rides.

I didn’t dip.  Cause I don’t do that anymore.