Why am I doing this?
Today I had the mojito that I have been craving. It took me four shopping trips (one each for rum, limes, mint, and club soda), two grocery stores, and five days. Then I realized the glass I used was too tall for me to reach the bottom with my spoon to properly bruise the mint leaves. Apparently I need some bar tools. Should it have been this difficult? I don't think so. But damn it was good. And it was all about me.
So is this blog. I don't know if anyone will ever read it. I don't see myself bragging about it to friends. I probably won't even tell my husband I'm writing it, at least for now. I am not even sure how often I will write. But it is feels like I need something to preserve some of the here and now.
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