Tonight Briggs, Heather and I went to Chili’s for dinner. Heather talked me into getting an actual alcoholic beverage (I had had a long and somewhat crappy day anyway, so I decided, ‘what the heck’) .
I chose the mango margarita (pictured below. The orange one.) and though I could not have them halve the amount of alcohol (the beverage is pre-mixed) I was told that the booze content was relatively low.
I drank about 1/4 of mine.
I spent the rest of the evening fuzzy headed and tingly.
Cheap date = Ra
When we got home, Briggs told me to come outside and turn out the porch light. The backyard and woods behind the house were FILLED with fireflys, flickering like green christmas lights among the trees and over the grass. AMAZING. I was momentarily convinced that I was about to be stolen away to underhill.
