In my last post I mentioned (yet again) what is to me the sweetest of alcoholic nectars… the margarita.
I have just been given some extremely disturbing news.
The last bottle
of margarita mix
I don’t know how I’ll manage either. I shall try to suck it up and deal with it like an adult. Just as soon as I have a little lay down on the floor. There may, or may not, be kicking of feet and pulling of hair.
Image is from the Flickr stream of Pink Sherbet Photography.