"Reply Hazy. Try Again Later."

I don't take a cute picture. I always think I look like a dork... or if I stand in front of the mirror the flash ruins the picture or else makes me squint something nasty. Or I shoot myself at the wrong angle making my butt look wider than an 18 wheeler... Or there's a little something on my shirt or cheek or my nose or teeth...

But sometime I like to provide a visual of EntertainingMom. In college I was known for my cartoons. They appeared in the yearbook and in the newspaper where I would often poke and make fun of my classmates, friends and myself. Some things don't change, eh?!

So I drew another picture. It's been years since I've done this. Turned out pretty AOK I think! Best part is I can shrink my own waist. No need for Spanx in these cartoons!

So this is what I wore to school. This is pretty much how I dress all the time. Cute, comfy and casual. And my Bumblebee earrings make me so very happy! After dropping off the kids at school I ran some errands. And then I did something I dare say I have never ever done before. I stopped off at the Liquor Store. At 10:01 am, I went to the liquor store!

I bypassed the wines, champagnes, vodkas and assorted liquors and liqueurs and didn't stop until I found my bottle of Rose's Lime Juice. I gingerly, oh so tenderly picked the bottle up in my hands and I feeling of calm and peacefulness came over me in a way I cannot describe. And as I clicked my heels to turn around, my eye caught sight of something orange and brilliant in a bottle. I stopped dead in my tracks all the while still cradling my Rose's Lime and took a step backwards. And there it was gently whispering my name, "Jessica, pick me! Pick me!" A bottle of Pumpkin Liqueur. Could it be? It could be! I nearly, nearly dropped and shattered my bottle of Rose's Lime, but I kept my wits about me. Do you know what this means? In some way, shape or form I can have my Pumpkin Spice, morning, noon and now night! Glory Glory Hallelujah! I almost took the orange filled bottle of the shelf, but I didn't. I will return tomorrow. But tonight, tonight I will concentrate on my Gimlet, I will not have wandering eyes, I will not be distracted by thoughts of tall orange bottles. I will be true. I will remain faithful. And with that I marched on over to the cash register and pulled out my singles. One. Two. Three. Four. I handed them over. "Small purchase today," I explained. I must have some sort of reputation!

I practically leaped out of the store.

And then I came home and put my bottle away, temporarily.

And then I consulted my Magic 8 Ball. I asked if I would have my Gimlet today.

"Reply Hazy. Try Later." It told me.

I posted this on my Facebook status. I will be updating all day long according to what my Magic 8 Ball tells me.

My friend Rita commented on my post. She told me I should be on Mad Men. "I can so see you as the 60's wife...always looking sharp and juggling the house and cooking and kids effortlessly (or at least making it look effortless)...and let's not forget the cocktails...a staple of the early 60's dinner hour..."

I have heard so much about this show but have never seen it. Sounds like it'd be right up my alley though!

Another shake of my Magic 8 Ball... "Will I have my Gimlet tonight?"
I'm thinking of throwing it out the window. This is its reply: "Outlook Not So Good."