Groovin' with Soccamom

Margarita Fab-u-loso

While there is something to be said for a good $1.00 margarita, today I'm extolling the virtues of the fabulous margarita. That is the name coined by the bartender who started making them for me and my friend, Penny. It's basically two shots of corazon anejo and a squirt of marggie mix with lime and salt. Yum. Five of those and I was feeling pretty darn good. The best part is no headache and no bad after effects (hangover). The downside? They are expensive.

Last night was pretty fun. I was playing matchmaker and fixed Penny up with a customer from work and they were absolutely adorable together and very into each other. Can I pick 'em or can I pick 'em. I'll tell you, I can pick 'em. I don't match-make very often, but when I do, it's usually good.

The grand opening of my new favorite coffee shop/bookstore. I've now been there four times in three days. One raspberry white chocolate mocha and I am really ready to face the day. I also picked up The Secret Life of Bees which I've been wanting to read. Miss Boo will be leaving in a few minutes and Spy-guy won't be home till late, so I think I might just relax and read a little today.

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8/27/2005 01:47:00 PM

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Old *and* Lonely

Nah, I'm just kidding. I got to work today to find my desk full of birthday surprises and cards from co-workers which was most unexpected. I kind of thought there would be the usual community card passed around but that wasn't the case.

"They like me, they really like me."

I just got off the phone with my honey who is out of town till Saturday and Miss Boo is still at soccer practise, so at the moment I'm just unwinding from a full day of nothing but goofing off.

Last night I ended up making a Texas sheet cake which turned out pretty well. The recipe called for it to be made in a regular 13x9 pan which was odd but it tasted good all the same. I turned up the music, sang really loudly and badly and had a grand old time. I was amazed at how good the music was until I remembered that I mixed the CD myself.

Old age and senility, you know.

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8/15/2005 05:00:00 PM

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Spelling Bee

I got a birthday card from my mother yesterday. You'd think that of all the people in the world, the one person who can spell my name just might be my mother. Don't count on it, Bub. I'm sure that along with a creeping form of Korean senility, she is just plain kooky. There are generally two standard and accepted ways of spelling my name. I use the shorter version of the two. Common. I mean very common. Not only did she spell my name wrong...and I'm talking about my first name...the one she gave me, not my married surname, folks...but she got the street name so wierded up that I can't believe the card even made it here, let alone two days early. Oh well, at least she remembered. Oh, but she forgot how old I will be. That must just be wishful thinking on her part.

My husband, Secret Agent Man, finally got me the perfect gift without even too much prodding (cough: yeah right :cough) in the form of a Banana Republic gift card. Unfortunately, he left tonight and won't be home till Saturday. Life on the road continues.

In the meantime, I suppose I should search my recipe books. Traditionally at work if it is your birthday you bring in a treat. I'd better get to baking.

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8/14/2005 06:39:00 PM

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De-cap

Could someone please come cut off my head? I don't know what's worse. The migrane or the imitrex.

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8/08/2005 07:16:00 PM

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Mall Rats

We're on our way to the mall. My husband wants to make sure he can get my birthday present there. I'm scared. I want to know what it is.

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8/06/2005 05:29:00 PM

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We want a Pitcher!

I had a very hectic day today. A circumstance that might make me a little frazzled if it weren't for one wonderful event...Margarita Thursday. I had appointments back to back to back this afternoon and as so often happens, I got behind. Luckily things worked themselves out and I was only 15 minutes late for my hair appointment.

When I got in the chair, Cathy asked me what were were going to do today. My response: the same thing only different. Luckily I have a stylist who knows what that means. I have the same type of hairstyle, but even my husband says he noticed the difference. I like it.

When we got to the watering hole, we were introduced to a wonderful concept: pitchers of margaritas. Now of course, everyone knows you can get margaritas in pitchers...but for $4???? You get about 5 drinks from a pitcher so dolla margarita night just got even better. Order a pitcher or two and you're ready for friday.

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8/04/2005 09:08:00 PM

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