Merry Christmas

SO this is it lovies, the last workday of holiday madness before the weekend of requisite family visiting and face stuffing. Last chance to pick up stocking stuffers and baking supplies. I mean I guess you could venture out Saturday or Sunday, but I think that's totally insane and you won't find me among the hysterical masses for love nor money...but maybe if I run outta booze. Let's just face it folks, there is but one way to survive a week of eating and chatting and present wrapping and that's a mimosa. I find that mimosas, once again, are the perfect beverage for large social occasions. They give you an all-day fuzz to take the edges off the crowded house, and they are easily disguised as juice so no one has to know that you're smiling out of a drunken stupor and not from their very funny and interesting account of how they bargained the Christmas tree vendor down from $45 to $37. Of course you must be a bit vigilant if there are children around, lest the toddlers toddle themselves into a wall with a blood-alcohol level above the legal limit.

And before y'all get all moral on me, no, I am not really drunk through the entire holiday, I merely dabble during the more stressful parts.

I am certainly looking forward to some R & R, after my travels to hell and back (also known as the West Coast), I feel I deserve a little time off. I know I've been a little lax of late with my posts, but I've been outta Internet range for a good bit of that time. 2007 promises to be a big year for your old pal Q, so stay tuned for updates on the life and times of Manhattan's sassiest Southerner. Thank you for your loyal readership and may you have a very happy healthy holiday!

Here's to getting what you want and wanting what you get...Cheers!