Mimosa Sunday Afternoon

Okay I know I said in my last post that I would show you how you could use something pretty to help with your intentions for this year but I’m still working on that post. In the meantime, I thought I’d tell you about my perfectly lovely Sunday afternoon yesterday.

My daughter had a volleyball tournament yesterday morning (a continuation from Saturday) and we had to be there at 7:15 a.m. which meant we had to leave the house at 6:30 a.m. which meant I had to get up at 5:30 a.m. Getting up at 5:30 a.m. on a Sunday morning is the most disgusting thing I can think of. It just shouldn’t be allowed. Anyway, after the tournament, I had my husband drop me off at my book club meeting where we discussed this book:

If you have read it, what did you think of this book? We had one of the most lively discussions we’ve ever had in our book club! I still have so many questions, but it was fun to dissect it and discuss our theories.  I really love my little book club group!

We meet at the same restaurant every time – it’s kind of an upscale pub-type place with large booths that have high back rests, so you really feel like you have some privacy. They have great appetizers and also they have some really fun alcoholic beverages, if you’re into that sort of thing, which usually I’m not, but on occasion I’ll have a little somethin’ if the mood strikes, and yesterday the mood struck.

I was already tired from getting up at FIVE FREAKING THIRTY ON A SUNDAY MORNING and my nerves were a little shot from being in a huge echo-y venue for several hours where whistles a’ plenty were blowing, and so I decided that a Peach Bellini Mimosa would be a nice treat since I didn’t have to drive home.

Hey guess what happens when you’re a lightweight and not used to drinking alcohol?!?!? You get very tipsy, very quickly. And by “you”, I definitely mean “me”.  I thought that most of the alcohol would be absorbed by the soft pretzel I had but apparently not, because when I stood up to leave, my head was SWIMMY. Not so much that anyone noticed, and not so much that I couldn’t walk a straight line, but I was for sure feeling every ounce of vodka in that drink (I mean to be honest, there was probably only one ounce of vodka in the whole thing but see above: lightweight).

I decided that while I waited for my ride home, I would walk to the only other place open on a Sunday in our little downtown area – the antique store – which was thankfully on the same block as the restaurant.

I walked around the store for a little while and even though I’m trying to curb my impulse spending, I impulsively spent money on this:

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It was a whole $10.

Had I not been tipsy, I probably wouldn’t have bought it, but at only $10 I think I did okay. Plus I really, really like it and it’s perfect for my smaller utensils, so I’m okay with my drunk purchase.

When I got home, I opened my bedroom window (it was an unusually balmy 70 degrees), laid down on my bed, and took the best nap of my life!! Super tired + little bit tipsy = mini coma. It was great!

It turned out to be a really nice day. The upside of waking up so early is that my Sunday felt like it was 37 hours long, but in a good way. I got to do lots of fun things and I even got to bed a decent hour. Maybe I should wake up at 5:30 a.m. every weekend?

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Please enjoy this personally-curated list of mimosa related items that I now want to impulse-buy. (click on the pics to find them on Amazon)

  One thought on “Mimosa Sunday Afternoon

  1. February 5, 2019 at 10:17 am

    I used to love a frozen peach bellini from Johnny Carino’s back in the day. LOLing at your tipsy Sunday…and your shopping! I actually have that same crock – never thought about using it in the kitchen though, what a good idea!

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