no, we didn't win big fat money at the track, yesterday. i know you all probably thought that i hadn't updated this weekend because i was busy blowing a small fortune on tacky jewelry at claire's boutique. no, that was not the case at all. we got seated behind this girl who was cruising on some kind of goof ball, and who fixed her hair every minute or so. and she was a chronic foot tapper. i almost had a fit. it was v. distracting, and my nerves were quite frayed.
i was very glad to get home, even though i didn't make any money. mom and i proceeded to watch crappy tv-- except for the shining, which scared the crap out of me, and drank hot toddies, for the frayed nerves, of course. it was a nice evening in.
recipe for hot toddies (courtesy of the future mrs. alex christman):
1.5 oz bourbon
1/4 lemon
1 T honey
5oz hot water
lather, rinse, repeat
mil besos--rmg
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