I've had a couple little victories. Today, I got all my brew stuff out of storage, finally, and moved to my buddies where I will be setting up shop. Tomorrow, I am going over to organize, and clean.
And, I'm coming up on my first year of Idaho life. Before I came here, I think I made it quite cleat that I would rather be tied to a chair and kicked down a flight of stairs than move here. Turns out, next to Holly and brewing, it;s the best thing that's ever happened to me. Think I'll have a beer tonight.
I haven't jumped in here yet, but damn, if a thread's got the official Weaze Samp of Approval, I'm there. Nothing huge in my life recently so I'll throw out two things....
first, the big victories & milestones are wonderful and deserve a raised glass but don't forget to appreciate all the little things we so often forget. life is sweet and it's the details that make it so on a daily basis.
and second, the toasts themselves are often things of beauty, small gems of poetry, philosophy, blessings and we shout them out with a raised glass but don't stop to appreciate them enough. Many are essentially wishes for good health - slainte, salud, na zdrowie. Some celebrate companionship & the moment - prosit, cheers, cin-cin, noroc, here's to you. Then there are those that celebrate the drink its ownself - down the hatch kampai, bottoms up. My favorites are those to life itself - l'chaim or the incredible Costa Rican pura vida. Pura Vida means Pure Life. The Ticas (Costa Ricans) use it for everything... hello, goodbye, a toast, when a beautiful woman walks by, pretty much appreciation of everything that happens.
So, I'll raise my glass to all y'all, Pura Vida!!