|Day 30: keeping it classy at Cafe Oz|
I drank Scotch. And I liked it. Is that normal for a young, non-smoking female in her early 20s? When I think of Scotch I think of old men in Hugh Hefner smoking jackets with a cigar in one hand and a rocks glass in the other, coughing up a lung as they swear they'll never give up their ways for all this daggum healthy living mumbo-jumbo (apparently Bobby Bowden drinks Scotch in my head?)
Or I think of these guys. They were the epitome of smooth, savvy, and cool. And they could sing. Although I understand Frank Sinatra's favorite drink was actually Jack Daniels (which makes a lot of college parties feel a lot classier, in hindsight), Dean Martin allegedly preferred J&B Scotch. Other famous Scotch drinkers supposedly include Humphrey Bogart (the original Rat Packer), Winston Churchill, Lyndon Johnson, and FDR. Very distinctive, that's good company. I think I prefer this Scotch-related mental image to my Bowden-Hefner mashup (sorry Bobby). And I get to wear a fedora...bonus.
But yes...Sunday night Matty and I went to Cafe Oz to celebrate his friend's last night at work. He got to take home a bottle of liquor, and he chose the Johnnie Walker and then shared a bit with us. How generous of him. And yeah, I know the pictures are out of order...keep up with me now.
|Day 29: Claudia (L) and Kristin (R) dancing "suavemente"|
at whatever bar we were at...
|Day 31: first time having Rice Krispy Treats. You're welcome.|
So that's been my life in a nutshell lately. 2 more weeks til vacation! This is usually when the kids are most difficult, when vacation is creeping up...still, things have been pretty positive for the last month, so maybe difficult won't be so difficult anymore.