A Little Bit of Drinkin' Every Now and Again

All the cool people do it (even my little felties Frankie and Mr. Gingy! This picture found it's way to me by way of their new forever mom Judy who says these two prefer Sailor Jerry).....

Of course, some of us drink more than others. Some can hold their alcohol, some can't. Some drink beers, some drink liquors and some mix the two and puke out their noses (damn that almost rhymed).

Over the past couple years, I have come to love gin and tonic. When you see me out, most likely I'll have some honkin' ass QT cup slap full of that sweet, sweet deliciousness (unless I'm in a bar). I couldn't count the amount of times I've been asked "what the hell is in that"? My response? "Heaven". Yep, pretty much. That little, err.....big cup has been my best friend on many many occassions. It loves me and NEVER lets me down. Ever. Not to mention it can be one helluva weapon should I ever feel the need to wack someone over the head.

As much as I love my GT's in my QT cups I haven't gotten to the point where I drink everyday. Hell, I don't even drink every week. I gotta maintain my girlish figure after all. Psht.....no really, I don't want my kid's to be all "look Mom's gettin' out her QT cup......we better be ready to drag her honkin' ass up to bed before the night's over". Not the kind of life they need, but believe me, I could very easily be a drunk, lord knows I've got the genetics for it.

What it all comes down to is this......I love to do a little bit of drinkin' from time to time and I love to dance and the two together are nothin' short of fanfreakintastic.

Comments

Anonymous said…

Hahaha!!! I agree with you - that is why i totally cut them off after this picture was taken. Then I put a lock and key on the liquor cabinet....

Have a great weekend!

judy

November 21, 2008 at 4:21 PM

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