I don't know if it's the jet lag, the post-vacation letdown, a migraine prodrome, or real sadness. I'm willing to entertain all options.
I'm treating more skin cancer on my face, and I look hideous at the moment, so it could be genuine fear and sadness. I waited until I got back from Hawaii, so I wouldn't get sun on fresh scar tissue.
I feel unwilling to venture outside looking like this. Plus it's unseasonably hot this week. And, I'm cranky and miserable.
My sister persuaded me to bring home the giant sized bottle of tequila in my checked bag. It was almost full, and it's pretty damn good. I have a tree full of fresh mangoes, so mango margaritas seemed the best option.
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| mango margarita |
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