I couldn’t help myself. It was the middle of the afternoon. I was hot and quite weary from my ‘laboring’ as my of us do. Guys, I had an excuse; it’s my day off (well, night off). And, what does one do on their day off? I had to unwind and let my weave down. The other day, a good friend of mine brought over a bottle of vodka. I couldn’t ignore the Grey Goose on my counter. Moreover some fresh Florida oranges were perched in close proximity. You talk about a perfect match!
In rapid fashion, I squeezed a juicy orange and added same to a glass loaded with ice cubes. To that I added a shot (well, it was more of a shot and a half of vodka. I hope it wasn’t two.) Already, I was super-excited and couldn’t wait to pucker-up to this smooth and refreshing cocktail. I did a quick pull with my straw. Yes guys, I love to drink my cocktail with a straw. Hmmm, the taste was just as I thought; quite cool, citrusy and smooth.
As I went for my left-overs of curried chicken,
I had a perfect plan. As I reheated my curried chicken, I fetched pineapple juice. And what do you know? I added a splash and stirred. Oh, by the way, I’m having supper for lunch. I did a second taste. Guys, I was on cloud nine. It brought back sweet memories when I used to guzzle down a few of these glasses. Oh, but not now! I’m a super conscious gal who believes in a fine balance. One or two I choose to go.
After indulging in my curried left-overs, I reached for my stiff screwdriver (well, perhaps it was more than a screwdriver). I sipped my way to a better place. With my air-conditioning close to 69 degrees, I reached for my throw, and settled in that sweet spot on my couch. ‘La la’ land was beckoning and I had to surrender.