But you see, I wasn't going to call my mother-in-law and ask, "Hey, can I open a bottle of wine?" Because really. She would be too nice to say no to me, but what if I opened a supercrazyexpensive bottle? I couldn't put her on the spot like that. And I was too
So, I went wine-less.
And then my friend Kristin blogged about this.
|You can buy one! $8! Here's the link for your convenience -- or hit your local Bed Bath Beyond and use a coupon. http://www.tervis.com/designs/Accessories/Shaker-top/62453ae3e6bb5dd1150f70832f89d543|
And the angels sang in heaven.
Now, don't get me wrong. I'm not a crazy Tervis addict, but in recent months I have become quite addicted to my Tervis tumblers -- provided that they have a lid on them and a straw. (The straw must come from McDonald's, Chick-fil-A, or some other place that uses big straws. Yes, I know you can buy Tervis straws, but I don't like to wash straws, and point of fact: I can't drink from a Tervis tumbler without spilling it all over me unless I have a straw. New mouth.)
Anyway, she said it would be life-changing, and she wasn't lying.
I found these boxes from our move stacked in a corner...
|I labeled everything for our move, and if it was heavy or fragile, I made that clear.|
and made Mick and I each a margarita.
We watched Honey Boo Boo Child* -- I'm not sure if we were able to watch it because we were drinking or if Honey Boo Boo drove us to drink -- but either way, in one short evening we were out of tequila.**
So we bought more. And this time we're onto Strawberry Lime mixer.
It's 5:11 and I thought you deserved a photo of the tumblers and shaker top. The things I do for this blog!
*Thanks as well to Kristin for this. It's a train wreck we can't peel away from no matter how hard we try!
**the bottle came from our liquor cabinet in Georgia and was not full when we got here. OKay? We are not that bad!