|I'm also really, really proud that my dining room table was clean enough for this picture to be staged on it.|
- 1 sprig fresh rosemary
- juice of 1/2 lemon (about 1/2 oz)
- 1 tsp. honey
- 1 1/2 oz vodka
- 1/2 oz apple juice or cider
Vigorously muddle the rosemary in a cocktail shaker - don't be gentle. It likes it rough. Add other ingredients and ice. Shake, strain into a martini glass. I like that the flavor, again, is about the apple and that it doesn't taste like a Jolly Rancher. The rosemary really complements the apple, too. Try it; you'll like it.
I thought I'd follow up on a post I wrote back in August, in which I wallowed a bit in self-pity about my divorce. We all need a good wallow every now and then, and it actually did help me gain perspective and feel better. Now, I have an update.
On Friday, I went to the county courthouse and filed the freaking papers. And y'all, it felt amazing. I was nearly giddy. I *might* have offered to kiss the intake clerk on the mouth.
|She wasn't that into me.|
It's not that divorce is awesome (for the record, it blows hard), or that I'm glad it came to this (I'm not, not at all). But this was a decision not lightly made, and at the time I didn't know whether I was making the right one. I'm happy because having executed the decision (finally), I know with burning clarity that it was the right thing to do. On the other side of all this suck, I'm stronger for the experience and optimistic about the future. How often do we get to feel that way about our decisions?
Now, my prior wallow involved a certain Patty Griffin song, but I think for this I need to go back to pop music from my college years. Apologies for my complete lack of musical sophistication and hipness, but here's the current theme song. Anyone want to dance?