tequila is for all the time

It's a good Sunday. Jer made margaritas and I heated up chili and spaghetti. (Goes great together.) We've spent most of the day on the couch watching Anthony Bourdain and "What Not to Wear," and tormenting the cats with the Furminator.

While watching "No Reservations," Jer and I discussed where we'd like to go on a honeymoon. Some of the places we talked about were Ireland, Guam, Costa Rica, and Puerto Vallarta. Our choices revolved around what sorts of beverages we were craving at the time. And also snack foods.

Now we're watching Stacy and Clinton dress a tomboy. Here's a window into my world: I just said, "It's true. I always try to accessorize my vagina."

I think it's time for more tequila!