Purple People Eater Martini

Purple People Eater MartiniHappy Monday everyone!  I hope you all had a great Thanksgiving – it was very, very tasty here at the Sushi Bar.  Tiring, too – I’ve been cooking non-stop since last Tuesday evening, and Saturday we decorated for Christmas.  Friday morning I was up at 4:45 a.m. to take Oldest Son to the airport, and was amazed at the amount of traffic on the roads at that time of the morning (Podunk tends to roll up the sidewalks at 9 p.m).  It took me a couple of minutes to realize it was the crazy astute Black Friday shoppers.  I don’t really understand it – the only thing that gets me up that early is the necessity of driving one of my offspring to the airport – but you’d have thought it was high noon, there were so many people out and about.

Which isn’t to say I didn’t go shopping Friday, despite my protestations that I wouldn’t – the siren call of the craft store, with it’s bounty of Christmas decorations for my new bookshelves in the making, was too much for me to resist.

You get pictures later.  Ahem.

Anyhoo, I tasked Beloved with being bartender Wednesday night while Darling Daughter and I finished our prep-work for The Big Day and made manicotti for dinner.  I’d wanted an Oh!-tini, but Beloved nixed that idea when he priced the Pama pomegranate liqueur (he said, quite correctly, that the holidays are already expensive enough as it is, and after my foray into the craft store on Friday I have to agree with him).  However, we did have some pomegranate-blueberry juice on hand (Beloved loves pomegranates so we almost always have some sort of juice) so the next thing I knew, he was setting one of these in front of us.

And it was GOOD. He didn’t know what to call it, but the color (and potency) made me dub it “The Purple People Eater” martini.

Make it and have a (responsible) good time.

Purple People Eater Martini

serves me and my adult children

1½ parts pear-flavored vodka (we used Absolute)

½ part amaretto (we used Disoronno)

1 part pomegranate-blueberry juice (we used Tropicana pure)

Combine all ingredients in a cocktail shaker with some ice and blend well; strain into chilled martini glasses and serve.

A Week O’ Thanks: My Life

The Spin Cycle this week is Giving Thanks.  Jen, the lovely and witty arbiter of all things Spinning, is participating every day this week, which I thought was an excellent idea so I will join her.  At least through Wednesday – after that, I’m taking a brief bloggy vacation.  Soooo…

What I’m grateful for #3

My Life

My Life

Because it’s a wonderful life.

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The Spin Cycle this week is Giving Thanks.  Jen, the lovely and witty arbiter of all things Spinning, is participating every day this week, which I thought was an excellent idea so I will join her.  At least through Wednesday – after that, I’m taking a brief bloggy vacation.  Soooo…

What I Am Grateful For #2

Mah Man

This Man

This is my Beloved.  My husband.  My partner in life and my partner in crime, this mortal coil would be absolutely no fun without him.  He’s smart and funny and charming all while being steadfast and responsible and strong.  A loving and devoted husband and father, he’s taught me what a truly good marriage is.  He is happy that I live with him; he doesn’t expect me to live for him.  He loves me for me, and not what I do for him.  He respects that I am an individual, rather than demanding I be a reflection of him.  He doesn’t need to tear me down to build himself up.

My friend M says he’s one of the few “real men” he’s ever met, my friend Trina wishes she could clone him,  my grandmother loves him,  my brother respects him, my kids love AND respect him and my mother would have adored him.

I am grateful, so grateful, for my Beloved.

A Week O’ Thanks: These People

The Spin Cycle this week is Giving Thanks.  Jen, the lovely and witty arbiter of all things Spinning, is participating every day this week, which I thought was an excellent idea so I will join her.  At least through Wednesday – after that, I’m taking a brief bloggy vacation.  Soooo…

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Teh Troop

These People

The fruit of my loins and the loves of my life, I do not know what I would do without The Young One, Darling Daughter and Oldest Son.  They may not comb their hair, adjust their bra straps or shave, but there is not a day that goes by that I am not grateful and proud that these incredible people call me “Mom.”

Be sweetie, you guys – Mother loves you.