This year we decided to liven up the usual Thanksgiving fare with some mixed drinks . . .
Mmm, that cocktail edger was tasty!
Ian had about a dozen drinks. He gave it the thumbs up!
Carson felt the holiday cheer!
Nyah was in heaven!
Aaron was the bartender!
After the appetizers and fancy drinks, none of us were hungry for the feast.
Everyone felt a little toasted after stuffing our faces so . . .
we headed outdoors for a little touch football. Some of us felt like puking, others felt like taking a nap, but we took one for the team and ran off a couple of calories. It was a blast! (Mom and Dad were team captains. I was the last to get chosen. I showed them. TOUCHDOWN!!)
Here's the recipe for that fabulous drink!
Virgin Green-Apple Martini
2 ounces Martinelli’s Sparkling Cider
1/2 ounce Granny Smith apple (chopped)
2 ounces lemon-lime soda
2 dashes cinnamon
1/2 cups crushed ice
Put ingredients in blender, add ice, blend. Pour into martini glass. Garnish with an apple wedge and serve. Makes 1 drink.
5 comments:
Would you like some of my muscle relaxer for your mixed drinks? That would make your football game a lot of fun! ;) Aaron looks a little too comfortable behind the bar, like he knows his way around one! It looks like you guys had a lot of fun, and dinner was quite the feast!
Is that what you call reeeally enjoying the holidays;)! Ian cracks me up! I love his glass handling skills! Looks like you all had a great day!
Dear Vanessa,
It is so interesting that your latest blog would refer to the word "toasted". Livingston has been toasted for over two weeks now and simply can't get get a grip on the real world. For some reason he thinks he's Clark Griswold and has lit up our house for Christmas like Times Square. Needless to say, the police have been called and once again Livingston has wound up in court.
Only this time, he felt a need to dress up like Santa Clause which did not impress the judge one bit. Obviously this will be a quiet Christmas as the utility company has cut off our power supply due to excessive use of energy. I hate Al Gore.
Well, have a great Christmas and lots of sugar plums for the kiddos.
Mary
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