Sometimes, when I share my opinions about current pop culture and such, I sound like Old Aunt Agnes: unhip, out of touch and closed minded, like the perfect BF for the pastor in Footloose. (To hear more about what I really think, check out Bring Back the Tucked in Sweater)
Well, the bubbles around the kids are bursting whether Old Aunt Agnes and I like it or not.
In between the highs and lows, while going along with the ebbs and flows, you’ll find: the meantime. (To read more about going with the ebbs and flows, click here). So much of our time is spent there, why not be at peace with it?
Over the past 7 days I’ve spent, roughly, 57 minutes in Tahiti. (To learn more about what WTH I’m talking about click here: 7 Minutes in Tahiti -a story of survival.) With hubby away, it was my trips there that saved my sanity. Time in Tahiti renewed my patience long enough for me to comfort, care for and serve my little people, who were, apparently, participating in a competition for who could be: The Biggest Diva.
You see it’s been one of those weeks at our house. You know the ones, where sickness makes its way from one family member to the next leaving a trail of destruction and a frazzled mom in its wake. I was the first to get it and by the end of the week it had made its way through all of us, minus Zed who’s been feeling left out of our club.
Now the end of the week has arrived and everyone is on the mend. We have survived! And as I sigh the sigh of a survivor, I know that this martini that I am about to sip is not only going to be tasty but it will also be well deserved.
This is how you make a My Tahiti…
My Tahiti Martini
1.5 oz vodka
¼ oz Balsamic vinegar
1 tsp. sugar
- In a small blender combine the sugar and strawberries. This creates a puree. Add a touch of water if you need to for a smoother blend.
- In a metal shaker, add the vodka, balsamic vinegar and the puree.
- Shake, shake, shake and strain this beauty into your martini glass of choice.
- Garnish with a strawberry and kick back with your feet up. Toast to sanity and, of course, to those precious moments spent in Tahiti.