mightyweasel"Goombay Smash"
Late December, brutal cold. I mixed a Smash for my wife and I; a potent blend of hard alcohol we had enjoyed when dating. One was more than either of us had drank in years, much less in a night.
She sipped her second, looked at me, then said
"You know. We work too much."
Dead correct, and God Damn if that phrase doesn't live in my head rent free now.
I want to vacation nonstop with her and forget this nonsense. Life is just too short.
