It’s a holiday, have a martini

It’s not really the kind of holiday that calls for a martini. But it’s Monday. And I already want a drink. I’m the type that likes to plan. I pick out my outfit, underwear included, the night before. I pour my bowl of cereal, sans the milk, the night before. I prepare my coffee grinds, and select a mug, the night before. You get the idea. Spontaneity has never been my best quality. And so,…. Read more