*I'm not sure if everyone has ever read 'If You Give a Moose a Muffin' but the whole premise of the story is a child will give a moose a muffin then the moose will want jam to go with it and that will let to other things... hilarity and calamity ensue and it all leads back to the moose wanting a muffin.
Last night, I laid out this post, typed the recipe, and saved it because I wasn't really sure what kind of story I wanted to tell.
Around 4 AM I woke up from a deep sleep and staggered to the bathroom like a drunken soldier on a 2 day leave to an island of debauchery where all there are is dive-bars and loose women with questionable morals (there was no drinking involved for me though, I just don't wake up well). After dealing with a weak bladder, I wobble back to bed in the dark half asleep and I run into the door jamb and stub my pinkie toe. Which then makes me bite my hand to keep from sounding like Yosemite Sam and waking up the whole family. I collapse into bed and find out my little piggy toe hurts so much I can't even place a blanket over my feet. Which makes me cold because my foot has to hang over the edge of the bed and that means I can't sleep. Then I start thinking about what I need to post and that stresses me out that now I can't sleep. I am cold, in pain, and thinking about what I need to write.
I finally drift off for an hour or so and stumble into the daylight and my toe is black. I have an idea!
'Hey kids! Wanna see something gross?'
I show them my toe. Nancy looks like she threw up a little in her mouth. The boys groan.
'You guys are what happened. I had kids, which weakened my bladder, which makes me have to go to the bathroom at night, which then made me stub my toe, that then turned black. Which hurt so bad I couldn't sleep because I had to hang my toe over the edge of the bed. That got me to thinking about my blog and a post I needed to write, which made my mind go a million miles an hour which kept me awake. So just to let you know... this is all your fault.'
Then I dropped them off at school, got out of the car in front of my house and stepped into a puddle in flip flops because I had to wear flip flops because my toe is black and hurts because I stubbed my toe going to the bathroom in the middle of the night because my bladder is weak because I had kids... and decided to write about it.
kiwi caipirinha: sunset magazine february 2011
1 lime, cut into chunks
2 tablespoons sugar
2 kiwi fruits, peeled and sliced, plus slices for garnish
1/2 cup cachaca*
Combine lime, sugar, and slices from the two kiwi fruits in a cocktail shaker. Using the handle of a wooden spoon, smash fruit to extract juices. Add about 2 cups ice and the cachaca. Shake to blend well, then divide contents, including ice, between 2 glasses. Garnish with kiwi and a sprig of mint.
cachaca is a brazilian sugar-cane liquor. i can normally find this at bev-mo.
Posted by krysta at 11:48 AM