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As promised, here is my recipe for Coquito. You’ll want to make this often. It’s a very comforting drink. Ahem. ;o)

  • 1 large 25.5 oz can of Coconut MILK
  • 2 cans of Coconut CREAM
  • 2 cans of Condensed Milk
  • 3 or 4 cans of Evaporated Milk
  • 2 tsp Vanilla extract
  • 1 tbspn ground cinnamon
  • 1 tbspn ground nutmeg
  • 1 dash ground cloves
  • 20 dashes of Angostura Bitters (get this at your local liquor store)
  • 2 eggs (you can leave these out if you’d like)
  • 1 lemon peel, grated
  • 1.5 cups of white rum (I love to use Wray & Nephew, Jamaican rum. Even tho it’s a tad pricier it takes less of it to make it taste GOOOD!)

Get your biggest plastic mixing bowl and start pouring in ingredients and blending them in one at a time. After you’ve blended in all the ingredients, pour into glass bottles and chill – this makes about a gallon.

I love having a cup or 4 of this on ice on Friday, Saturday and Sunday nights. And sometimes, Wednesday!

Drunk Kitteh

That’s MS. Misty to you!

I swear this cat don’t like me too much.  Sometimes she lets me pass my hand along her side.  But most times she just goes on about her business and moves away from me.  Sometimes she even swats at me and tries to scratch or bite.  The only one that is allowed to carry her and pet her as he pleases is my 12-year-old son, Alex.  Oh she LUUUURVES Alex!!  She sleeps on his bed!  She knows when it’s bed time and waits by his bedroom door for him until he gets in bed.  Then she falls asleep right next to him.  Completely IGNORES the kitty pi I rushed to make for her.  The ungrateful, ornery…..CAT!

Cristi posted about one of her two Kittehs having had an “accident” on her bed.  We weren’t noticing the “accident” in our house.  See, G-Luc’s diaper garbage can is also in the bathroom and although it’s enclosed, it can still stink sometimes when it’s full or you’ve just put a diaper in there and some of the fumes have escaped temporarily.  So we turn on the stinky air sucker upper on the wall.  And it’s the bathroom rug – it’s usually wet in the area right up against the bathtub.  It’s also like a mint green.

So by the time the pee had STUNK TO HIGH HEAVEN and no measure of airing out or even taking out the diaper thing completely would remove the stink, I picked up the rug and realized the “accident”.

Fuck that. She did that shit on purpose.  I swear she doesn’t like me!

dis ain't tuna

I can tell you one thing tho:  the day I came home crying after hearing about my father’s death she RAN to me and would NOT move away from me.  She kept rubbing herself on my chest and nudging my hand.  She would sit on my lap and look at me.  Put her little face waaaay up close to mine and just look in my eyes.  Then she would snuggle up close and sit on my lap.  Every so often she would look up at me and nudge my hand again.  If I put her down off my chair, she would climb back up.  She did that all day.  I was alone at home until after 5 pm and for that comfort I am grateful to Ms.

I know that deep, deep….deep down, she loves me.  I love her, too.