"Look At Mom"
I have GOT to stop drinking the margaritas at our local Mexican restaurant. Ok, I'm a lightweight drinker anyway - half a glass of anything, and I'm feeling it. Combine that with the fact that I have, maybe, two drinks a month.... cheap date.
But this place - they serve one FINE margarita. And, it kicks my butt every time.
Scenario - last night the hubby takes the family out for dinner, at our local Mexican restaurant. They have the BEST margaritas. On the rocks, with salt.... oh yea. One basket of chips and half a margarita later, D#2 says "Look at Mom, she's just kind of staring..."
Now, really, I wasn't drunk, or close, but I was feeling it, and I wouldn't have driven, that's for sure. So, we finish dinner, and the margarita, and we get home (hubby driving), and D#2 says, "Mom, can you take me to so-and-so's house?" My answer, well, maybe in about a half an hour. That was one good margarita.
The hubby drove her to her friends, I sat on the couch and picked up my knitting, and since I was beginning to heel flap, I wisely just put it back down. I have trouble heel flapping with all my wits about me.
Now - I have teenage kids - I can't have the kids referring to me as "tipsy." This is not good parenting. I'll stick to my own margaritas at home every once in a while, or a glass of wine now and then - but no more kick-bootie margaritas at the local watering hole. Not good.
Besides.... I didn't get a bit of knitting done last night - NOT GOOD!!