Husband and I are at Turtle Bay. We stop at Branch House for refreshments. I get a table and tell him to get me something. We’ve been a couple since 1991. He asks hot or cold and I say cold.
After a lovely time sitting and watching the racers come across the Sundial Bridge and making friends with a young beagle at the table across from me my husband returns. He’s carrying a chai latte for himself and a glass (actual glass!) of orange juice. Perfect think. I take a huge glug and realize it’s a mimosa.
Keep in mind we don’t typically drink. He can’t for health reasons. I don’t because being drunk is a sensory overload for me. But he knows I like mimosas. I do but this is stronger than I make them on those rare times that I do.
I am now drunk on 3/4 of a mimosa.
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