It’s 5:00 Somewhere

Nothing could be better than kicking back on a Friday night, fluffing the couch pillows and grabbing your favorite lap throw, and settling in to watch more about a fine group of domestic terrorists attempting to overthrow your duly elected Congress at the whim of a madman, amirite?


Last night I gave up watching much news and settled in for a couple of episodes of The Crown on Netflix — so much better watching a dysfunctional monarchy than the dysfunctional government we watched at home this week! Some day I will be looking forward to being able to turn off all electronic devices and just relax knowing we don’t have tiny little hands anywhere near big red buttons. Maybe grab an old, summertime read — I dunno, like Pat Conroy — and retreat into someone else’s life when I’m not frightened for my own.

But tonight I’m going to relax with some hot chocolate, and you just never know what I might add to it, the options are many. Kahlua, rum, Bailey’s, Irish Cream, Butterscotch Schnapps — I do need to stop by the store — we’ll see what looks good.

It’s 5:00 somewhere, and keep in mind that Trump’s 5:00 is coming soon, and our reign of terror will soon be over. I’ll drink to that! Cheers!

What’s in your mug tonight?