I decided on Thursday evening, as I was making my 90 mile round-trip drive home from work that I was going to have myself a Gringo Honeymoon weekend.  This has been a crappy week at work.

What is a Gringo Honeymoon weekend, you ask?

I've taken the lyrics to one of my favoirte Robert Earl Keen songs and tweeked it.  Since I can't have another honeymoon, I'll be interpeting this as a laid back, good ol' fashioned fun, kind of weekend.  There may be some beer drinking, some music listening, some pool or lake floating. That would be an ideal weekend.

Of course, I do have Ezra James' 4th birthday party in the morning, so I'll have to work around that. 

We're starting the evening out by frying up some bacon and making eggs.  In honor of this breakfast-for-dinner dinner, I've whipped up a Screwdriver Martini. 

Cheers everyone! Happy Weekend!