Sunday, December 17, 2006

What was with that lady?

TC and I went to his company Christmas party last night. Nothing really blog-worthy happened except for one little trip to the cash bar.

Since I'm not breastfeeding anymore, TC informed me that I could have a "big girl" drink if I wanted. Well, I wanted, but I didn't because 1) I'd be asleep in 30 minutes and 2) I'd probably have a giant headache in the morning.

So I asked him to get me a Shirley Temple.

I know...real "big girl"-y.

He comes back with what looks like a tequila sunrise.

The bartender (do we really call her that after this?) put Sprite, orange juice and grenadine in my glass. Where in the heck did she learn how to make a Shirley Temple?!?


one hot 'sista said...

...from our Dad, aparently!

snarflemarfle said...

Dad makes them with orange juice? What?