Today is Tuesday and I’m wondering — is it ok to have a drink? Are there seriously some days off limits for alcohol? I hope not because today just seems like a good day for one — maybe it’s the humidity outside, or the long days, or maybe I just have a hankering for it. You have to honor the hankers. If you can’t tell by now, I grew up in a “restricted” family. Read “sheltered.” I didn’t have my first drink of alcohol until I was twenty-one. Scouts honor. Not that I was a scout either, but you get the point. To this day I’m still not a big drinker, but I do like to have one here or there, especially when I can mix it with a few other favorite flavors. This Raspberry Guava Mojito is probably my best go-to drink for that very reason.
I was raised in a stringent Southern Baptist church kind of family. That meant no alcohol…or dancing for that matter.
Don’t worry, I’m reformed from all that now.
Not that I thought you were worried.
Even though I’m over those crazy restrictive ways, I still have these surprisingly strict notions at times. For example, alcohol. I will have a drink or two here and there, but for the most part I don’t drink all that much. I usually like the idea of having a drink, but I’m slow to take it into action.
I’m a great designated driver.
I think sometimes I’m not too enticed with drinking because I know if I drink too much I will feel like crap the next day.
Too bad that same kind of logic doesn’t work with chocolate. I’ve tried. Many times. I will say to myself, “Self, if you eat all 36 of those chocolate-covered peanut butter balls, you probably won’t fit into your jeans tomorrow.”
And you know what my self says?
“Screw it. I never liked those jeans anyway. Besides, you had me at ‘eat all 36 of those chocolate covered peanut butter balls.'”
Thirty-five peanut butter balls later and I’m wondering if talking to my self is such a good idea any more.
I used to go through the house and hide all the alcohol before my mom would come for a visit. It was a nightmare. But then one day I realized that the only reason there was alcohol to hide in the first place was because…we weren’t drinking it. At least not all of it. And so one day I just let her arrive with the alcohol out in plain view. Believe it or not, glory be to Smirnoff, the house didn’t implode.
So, what’s the lesson I learned? It’s better to be your genuine self. Maybe next time I’ll coax her into joining me with a glass of this Raspberry Guava Mojito. And if it were a Tuesday I could call it Tuesdays with Mom and Mojitos. It sounds like a book that’s just waiting to happen!
Raspberry Guava Mojito
- 1 cup GT’s Organic Raw Guava Goddess Kombucha
- 1 can Original Citrus Fresca
- Splash of fresh Lime juice
- 1 cup Ice. crushed
- 3 oz light rum optional
- 2 – 4 fresh mint sprigs
- 4 – 6 fresh raspberries or frozen
- Place all the ingredients except the mint and raspberries in a beverage shaker (or a blender if you don’t have a shaker).
- Shake well. If using a blender, simply pulse for a few seconds (we’re not trying to make slushies here, but we want things well mixed).
- Pour into glasses, add the mint sprigs and raspberries.
- Feel free to garnish with a slice of lime.