k fed up

Moscow Mule

It’s been a day. A day filled with bickering and sniping and sneezing due to the massive dust cloud we stirred up cleaning Lila’s room. The room is still a shambles, but we can at least see 3/4 of the floor now. She’s playing at the neighbor’s now, and I made myself a Moscow Mule to sip while I cleaned the kitchen. Only problem is it tasted so good I forgot it had a couple ounces of vodka in it, and pretty much guzzled the damn thing, and now I can’t feel my lips or find the gumption to go finish working in her room, or to write that fundraising letter, or to finish putting together the market budget for the city, or start dinner, or pretty much anything. As a matter of fact, I’m thinking I might just make a second and plant myself in front of what was purportedly my Christmas present for oh, the second time since Christmas, to watch something on Netflix.

Moscow Mule

Fill tumblr — oops, I mean tumbler with ice and squeeze half a lime over the ice, then drop the lime half into the glass. I also like to add a slice or two of fresh ginger

Add 2 oz vodka

Top with ginger beer. 

Stir gently.

Try to be civilized and sip.