Sorry, y’all, but this week has been a time crusher. On top of that, I am not feeling my best right now, so y’all will have to deal with a short drive-by posting of funneh today.
In the South, we drink sweet tea. It’s not just a preference, it’s a tradition. Woe is the Southerner who doesn’t know how to make sweet tea. You would think it is easy (tea and sugar and stir), but it isn’t. It’s an art.
And the only way to improve on it, is to add bourbon.
Bourbon Sweet Tea
- 16 oz. Gold Peak sweet tea (or make your own)
- Orange, lemon, and lime slices
- 6 oz. Bourbon ( I like Maker’s Mark)
- Lemon wheel slices for garnish.
In a saucepan, bring to a boil the sweet tea with the citrus slices, then simmer for a few minutes. Add the bourbon, and stir well. Pour into a pitcher and refrigerate until well chilled. Serve over ice with lemon wheel slices for garnish.
Trust me, this is way better than a pumpkin spice latte ;)
I wish you wouldn’t go.
I understand the opportunity to learn and experience a new life is like a siren song, beckoning to you. The excitement of meeting new people, learning new things, going to see different places… I understand and remember how that felt back when I was young.
Things have changed now.
When once you could be assured of the freedom to express yourself in a place of learning, that right has been taken away from you. Before you can learn anything in your chosen field, you must succumb to repetitious classes full of toxic propaganda. You will be taught that the rights of others will come before yours. But even though I can prepare you for that gathering storm, no one can prepare you for the maelstrom that socializing has become.
For your own safety, do not approach any women. It is no longer a “he said/ she said” world in academia. It is now a “she said” world, and your voice means nothing. You have no defense, no rights, nothing but the stigma of one person’s accusation against your character. And that is all they need to pass judgment upon you. Do not approach any woman, because that can be used against you as an act of aggression. Do not offer any help, because that can be used against you as an act of superiority. Don’t look upon them, because that can be used against you as an act of shaming. Until you are free from that stifling world of ivory towers and gender bending, don’t get involved with anyone. Instead, concentrate on your studies. Your future depends on it.
And maybe even your life.
A concerned mother.
Sorry about not posting the HOTW yesterday, but it was my Little One’s birthday and she is far more important than you reprobates.
This is a repost from Sithy Things, but I figured it was appropriate for the season.
- 1 oz. Bacardi Dragonberry Rum
- 1 oz. Blue Curaçao
- 1 oz. Crème de Banana
- Juice of one Lime
- Black sugar
Pour ingredients except sugar in shaker with ice, shaking well. Pour into a martini glass rimmed with the black sugar. I don’t care for flavored rum, but may try it with just Crystal or Añejo. I’ve partaken of dragonberry before. Let’s just say, I was not impressed. Enjoy and make sure to brush your teeth well afterwards ;)
So this past week I was out of town attending my nephew’s wedding. It was fun and we all had a great time, but it was also a bit tiring. I’m just not cut out to drink and stay up past two in the morning. Ok, not cut out to stay up so late.
- 1½ oz. Silver tequila
- Lime soda
- Sparkling water
- Garnish of choice (optional)
Rim a glass with sugar and add ice. Pour tequila over ice, then add the soda, followed by the sparkling water to taste (more soda for sweeter). Garnish with a tree (rosemary) or with limes or with cucumber slices. Or don’t. Y’all tend to be picky about that crap. Just drink it, and enjoy the fact that maybe Summer temperatures are coming to an end. Maybe ;)