Sunday Was Better

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Steve and Patrick apparently threw a party in my absence. I am too tired to get all forensic, but whatever transpired involved a whole fuckload of Lift-the-flap books. Someone chose not to just lift those flaps, oh no, someone has lifted and then torn and shredded those flaps into 1000s of pieces. They are everywhere. I kid you not, there are teeny tiny bits of Spot adhering to the soles of my feet right now.

I'll be back later to write something. Something trenchant, I have no doubt, and deeply moving.

In the meantime I need to trouble you for some cocktail recipes. Why not harness the power of the Internet for good, says I? I am a wine drinker, obviously, but my long-suffering husband likes to tip a concoction every now and then and I am fresh out of ideas. Kristina, perhaps you wouldn't mind posting that lemon thing? Anybody else? Come on, it is time to give back to the community.

In the spirit of the recipe exchange I offer:

1 cup of frozen Limeade
1/3 cup of fresh mint leaves
3/4 cup of vodka
3 1/2 cups of icecubes