I was able to enjoy a relaxing & laid back weekend with my man, which NEVER happens, since he typically gets scheduled to work either Saturday or Sunday. But as it turned out we had two whole days of togetherness and it was blissful. We did a little shopping and found ourselves an ottoman for the living room that was marked down in clearance at American Signature, we ran some errands, read, napped, watched some football, and had some serious grubbin BBQ at a local East Nashville spot.
As the weekend was winding down and we had just finished storing all the Christmas & Thanksgiving boxes up in the attic, I was in the mood for a yummy drink and decided to whip up some up Virgin Strawberry Daiquiris. YUM.
What should have been a fairly foolproof process, turned into a bit of a fiasco.
See our lovely little Cuisinart Blender? Well apparently I loaded too much ice in to begin with and it wasn't blending well. I quickly got frustrated that the ice wasn't being crushed and had to jab the stuff around with my wooden spoon to get some cooperation. Then disaster struck.Oops. Strawberry Daiquiri splattered all over me, the cabinets, the dogs, the counter tops and yes, even my ceiling. I may or may not have said a bad word. Oh well, there was still enough in the blender for Jason to have a glass, plenty on the floor for the dogs to enjoy and I still had enough to start a new batch for myself.
Yummy huh honey?