Our friends, David and Francie, came to San Antonio for a visit and to see Son Volt in concert. Turns out it was Cinco de Mayo weekend and the day after David found out he passed the Bar. That makes the THIRD good friend of Zak's that became a lawyer! I told Maddie that we were going to have a party for David in honor of him passing the Bar. She immediately turned the story around to a BIRTHDAY party for HER at Chuck E. Cheese. Funny how a 2 1/2 year old will do that!
David and Francie hadn't seen Maddie since September, and this was the first time they met Brooke. Both my Girls were nearly kidnapped because they were sugary sweet and super good all weekend. That includes them both sleeping in until 9am on Saturday and Sunday! I think Francie must think I make the stuff up on this blog when I complain and tell stories about them.
So, back to the blenders....
David has been known to make UBER delicious Mango Margaritas and very good Strawberry Ritas, and the last time they were here, I was big time preggers and could only have a taste. Needless to say, I may have been looking forward to his margaritas more than hanging out with him.
Just kidding, David.
We bought the fancy stainless Cuisinart blender a few years ago, and it is AWESOME but in the middle of our
third second batch it just pooped out and doesn't do anything when you press its buttons. Never fail, a good hostess always has a back up blender for these terrible occurrences. I whipped out the white blender, circa 1993, that never sold in our garage sale. It can't chop ice to save its life, but we were desperate, so we gave it a whirl. It didn't even make it though one batch. We were all outside, waiting for David to make us our Ritas, and I opened the door to yell, "Where the hell is my margarita, David?" looked inside through the window to see David laughing while the blender was SMOKING and emitting a terrible mechanical burning odor.
We drank beer instead...'OLE!