13: A weekend with the boys

There are a few things I need to survive. I need food, water, and shelter. I need a loving family. I need the occasional boys’ weekend.

There’s something special about a weekend in which ordinarily successful businessmen become the village idiots. There’s something refreshing when your most stressful decision is Kentucky vs. Wofford. There’s something classic about the old stories and jokes that never seem to get old.

I just got back from my buddy’s March Madness Bachelor Party in Atlantic City. It was another weekend full of the same debauchery, but brand new memories. They never disappoint.

I couldn’t do these weekends often, and I realize that as we get older and gain more responsibility, they will be fewer and farther between. Nevertheless, I do believe that the occasional weekend with your boys can make you a better family man, a more ambitious worker, and a happier person.

Cheers to all the guys that embrace these weekends and thank you to all the significant others that support them. I had a blast at this one, I look forward to the next one, and I’m glad to be home in the meantime.