I drove like hell from Cleveland to Somerset, Perry Country, Ohio on Friday, afternoon. I left work around 3:00, fielding phone calls from all my bosses the entire way.
But I made it. I texted Terri 20 minutes out and she had an ice cold Tito’s martini with 4 olives waiting for me. Then, I drove to mom and dad’s and mom had a martini glass chilling in the freezer and the vodka on the table. How sweet is that.
Nice start to a lovely long weekend with the family.
The Martini Tales 