Monday, February 28, 2005

Monday Madness!

Yet another idea I've taken from Tash's blog. :)

It's Monday Madness time!

1. What time is it right now?
2:54 p.m.

2. What are you usually doing at this time on any given day?
Getting ready to go to work.

3. Is there a day of the week that time seems to fly by faster than the other days?
Not any specific day. It really depends on when I'm off - those days go by too quickly!!

4. If you could make ONE hour of each day twice as long, which hour of the day would you choose?
Probably noon. Just because I'd like to have more time before work, and that's just as good a time as any. If I had a more regular schedule, I'm sure I'd say something like 7 p.m. or something. :)

5. If you could make one DAY of the week twice as long, which day would you choose?
Whichever day off I have that week.

6. Do you agree with the following statement? "The older you get, the faster time goes by."
Definitely. I remember in school how long a grading period of 6 or 9 weeks seemed to last. Now, 6 or 9 weeks in nothing. I'm amazed that I'm about to celebrate my 28th year on this earth. It seems like maybe 20 years - tops.

7. What do you usually do during your "down time?"
Blogging has seriously taken up a large chunk of my free time lately, and I'm kind of ashamed to admit that. But, I do also hang out with friends when I get a chance with my crazy schedule and all. I also enjoy reading and shopping, of course!!!

8. What one thing do you spend more time doing each day than anything else?"
Sitting in front of a computer - whether it be at work or at home, I'm typically doing some kind of work on a computer. Thank God I have 20/20 - well, for now, that is!

Link to Monday Madness

Sunday, February 27, 2005

Drinking game

No. Unfortunately I haven't gotten blitzed playing some college game lately (those were the days!), but check out this site and see how long you can keep this poor guy walking straight without crashing him into the ground. I love it.

Friday, February 25, 2005

Baby, baby!

What is it about babies that turns us grown adults into silly, face-making goofballs?

I'll tell you what it is - babies melt our hearts and make us understand that things really can be simply wonderful. I have to admit, I woke up in a rather grouchy mood this morning. Sleep hasn't been my friend lately, and I'm the type of person who needs lots of it.

But my mood completely turned around when I picked up my friend Angie to take her baby to the doctor. Her son, Jacob, is four months old and absolutely has my heart. He's such a happy baby - smiles constantly and has the sweetest little giggle. The poor thing wasn't feeling so good today, but he was still amazing.

I took some photos with my 35mm (yes, the digital is still dead ...). I'll post them as soon as I get them developed so you all can see what a fine young man Jacob is. In the mean time, here's a picture from a couple months ago. Sorry it's so dark. I didn't feel like fixing it in PhotoShop because I'm lazy today! Isn't he a cutie?!?


Be happy! It's Friday!!!

Thursday, February 24, 2005


So far today, I've done three loads of laundry, fixed a highly nutritious lunch of mac and cheese and taken a shower. And it's only noon! Considering I was up til nearly 4 this morning, I feel as though I've been oh-so productive!

Last night, I caught the finale of Project Runway on Bravo. I've been hooked on this show and was so afraid that I wouldn't catch who won. And I didn't want to go online and find out without watching how the drama unfolded, myself! But luckily, it was on last night when I got home from work around 1 a.m. I must say I was quite shocked by the winner, considering I was convinced another designer totally had it in the bag. But the winning designer had some truly original and quirky pieces. No Gucci knock-offs! I can't wait until the next season!

Well, since I'm on a productivity roll, I guess I should get away from my computer. ... What to do next? Hmmmm... I guess grocery shopping is in order. Ick.

Wednesday, February 23, 2005


Today I am quite frazzled.

I won't go into the messy details of my state of mind, but let's all gather around and sing "Kumbayah" and pray that Stacey doesn't pull her hair out. Or go nuts. Either would be bad.

Tuesday, February 22, 2005

Old friends

Yesterday was really neat. One of dad's old Air Force buddies from when they were stationed in the Azores together was in town with his wife. Dad hadn't seen his friends since 1974 - three years before I was born. But, I had heard so much about Charlie, who they called Charlie Airplane because airplanes were his life back then. As a child, I remember hearing about this Charlie Airplane character and was fascinated.

So, Dad asked me to come to Rome for dinner with Charlie and his wife, Judy - and it was such a pleasure to meet this couple. The stories they told of their travels around the world were amazing. I can only hope to have half the experiences in travel that they have had by the time I'm their age.

With that said, I have almost decided not to take a "real" vacation this year. *gasp* Saving money is my motivation, but I'm sure I'll take a couple mini-vacations (i.e. to my mother's house in Virginia and maybe to see my grandparents in Indiana), but I think I'll use my vacation time this year at home relaxing. Next year, maybe I'll take that trip to Europe. I guess I should enroll now in classes to get over my fear of flying ...

Sunday, February 20, 2005

I'm back!

Nashville was so much fun! Thanks to one of its newest residents, I got a great little sampling of what this music city is all about.

After trying to take a tour of the Ryman Auditorium but learning it had just closed, Mike and I opted for touring the Country Music Hall of Fame. Not being a huge fan of country music, I can honestly say that the museum was quite fascinating. They even had one of Elvis' old cars - and it came complete with a record player. Now, that's style ...

After the Hall of Fame trip (which was cut short due to an overly zealous teenage employee who let us know several times that the place was closing in 20 minutes, 10 minutes and so on ...), we headed over to an Irish pub to have dinner. I think I grossed Mike out with my reuben sandwich, but he had fish and chips - so we were even. (I hate seafood, and apparently corned beef isn't his thing - especially when combined with swiss cheese, cabbage and thousand island dressing.).

At any rate, we eventually hit a karaoke bar where I witnessed one of the most amusing things I've seen in a while. There was this man - a tall, rather cut, attractive black gentleman with a large beltbuckle like cowboys wear. He was the dj in charge of calling the next singers' names and taking care of their music. But, every so often when a singer didn't make it onto the stage, he'd take the mike and sing his heart out. It didn't matter if it was a country song where he used a deep voice and sounded like a true blue Vince Gill, or if it was a song such as the theme from "Moulin Rouge" where he sang Christina Aguilara's part as well as Mya's and Pink's. The man was versatile, and it was awesome. I swear, he deserves his own show on television. I'd watch it.

That's where we ended the night. We didn't stay out too late, considering I didn't get much sleep the night before with work and all. I was rambling on and on incoherantly by the time we got back to his apartment. Poor Mike. He had to deal with a rather tipsy, sleepy Stacey. What a good friend. :-)

Friday, February 18, 2005

Care for a cookie?

Oh God. It's Girl Scout Cookie time again.

WHY did I buy four boxes from a co-worker's daughter?!? They are soooo good, but my God, how do they pack that much fat into one little cookie?!?

So now I've got two boxes of Somoas and two boxes of Do-si-dos sitting on my desk. I should take them home and pop them into the freezer, but chances are that won't happen.

Oink, oink.
On another note, I'm heading to Nashville tomorrow after work to visit my friend Mike who has just moved up there from Atlanta. He landed a job as a sales rep for the German percussion company Meinl, which suits him well considering he's a drumming fanatic.

I'm sure I'll have lots of fun stuff to report when I get home!

Til then!

The supermodel

Today Jim was nice enough to bring over his digital camera since I've been getting a bit loopy without mine. I went to a picture-taking spree. My subject, as usual was Anna, who as of now should be referred to as "fat cat." The poor thing has put on some weight in the last month or two. It's unexplainable, really. Time to start thinking about weight loss food for kitties, I guess.

Here she is in all her glory next to her scratching post.

In the window - next to my new curtains!

Case in point: Anna has gained some weight. Lots of it.

Don't ya love camera phones?

Originally uploaded by swysong77.
As you can see in this picture, Anna the cat isn't so sure she's happy about A) The presence of Alice the puppy B) The fact that she's sharing the sofa with the puppy and C) Someone taking her picture.

This photo was taken last night on Jim's camera phone after picking up Alice from his mother's house to puppy sit while she's on business. Fun, fun!!!

Well, it's back to work today after two glorious days off. I feel refreshed!

Wednesday, February 16, 2005

New curtains and other excitement!

I am thrilled to pieces. I know I'm a true dork, but I'm about to pop with excitement that I finally found a pair of curtain panels that I loved enough to actually purchase! I'm mad that my camera doesn't work, because I'd post a picture of my great find. And lucky me - they were on clearance at Home Goods!! I've hung them, and my livingroom has been magically transformed into a homey atmosphere. I love it!

A new co-worker, Holly, and I went on a shopping adventure today. She's new in town and apparently shares the same appreciation of shopping til you drop that I do, so it was perfect. We had lunch downtown at Big River Grill and then headed over to Frazier Avenue to hit the regular hot spots - Blue Skies, New Moon, the clothing outlet and the Linen Closet. Then I took her out to Hixson and on to the TJ Maxx, Marshalls and Old Navy. Fun times!

Tuesday, February 15, 2005


I've survived another Valentine's Day.

When I was a little girl, I loved Valentine's Day. To me, it meant lots of red and pink treats wrapped perfectly in heart-covered packages, valentines from my classmates and less work at school because there was always the end-of-the day Valentine's Day party. I concentrated so hard in art class to make the perfect doily-adorned construction paper valentine for my mother and looked forward to coming home from school to present my masterpiece and receive my Valentine's Day gifts.

In middle school and high school things changed. Suddenly, the holiday wasn't about the fun stuff. No more class parties, no more valentines from just about everyone in class. It was, no doubt about it, all about popularity. Names were called over the intercom announcing who should report to the office to retrieve their flowers, balloons and various stuffed things. Girls would prance through the halls glowing with pride that their boyfriend, crush or even parents had cared enough to send the very best. That's when I began to loathe the holiday. It just wasn't fun anymore. And, yes, I got my share of Valentine's Day gifts announced over the P.A. system, but it just seemed so silly.

In college a single event that ripped my heart out and smashed it into the ground managed to seal the deal on my disdain of Feb. 14. I'd been dating a "wonderful" guy for about two years. I'd moved to South Georgia for this guy, who I was sure would someday become my husband. One evening after studying at a friend's house, I stopped by his apartment to say hello. That's when he broke the news: God had told him I wasn't the right girl for him. OK, that sucked, but get this: It was two days before Valentine's Day. We already had plans that he said he still wanted to continue with because he was such the "wonderful" guy. So, on Valentine's Day we headed to Savannah, GA, to go to the comedy club. THE COMEDY CLUB!!! Yes, I was depressed and trapped in a world filled with happy people laughing and drinking it up with their dates and I was there with my brand-new ex-boyfriend.

Today, my dislike of the holiday is just that. I think it's better left for the children - when things were so much more fun.

(That's not to say that I won't enjoy evey last piece of the box of Whitman's Samplers that Jim surprised me with yesterday. And I do love the pretty potted flowery plant he presented me with. Thanks, Jim!)

Sunday, February 13, 2005

100 things

I've seen several bloggers who've done this, and I'm up for the challenge of actually thinking of 100 things that describe me.

Here goes nothing ...

1. I was born in Omaha, Nebraska.
2. I've lived several different places including Mississippi; Okinawa, Japan; Indiana; Georgia and Tennessee.
3. Of all those places, I consider Georgia to be home.
4. I graduated from high school in 1995.
5. I graduated with a B.S. in Journalism from Georgia Southern University in 2000.
6. I've known I wanted to be a journalist since the seventh grade - when I took journalism as an elective.
7. I love cats, particulary a black and white self-proclaimed princess named Anna.
8. My favorite color is blue - any shade works for me.
9. I don't eat seafood - it smells bad. ick.
10. I do eat chocolate - love the stuff, which is a bad thing.
11. My favorite drink (besides Diet Coke) is a margarita - especially strawberry ones from Buffalo Wild Wings.
12. I love to travel (big shocker).
13. I really love the Caribbean - the blue ocean makes me so happy. And the people are great.
14. I hope to go back to Japan someday. "Lost in Translation" made this desire even greater.
15. My favorite pasttime is shopping.
16. I also enjoy hiking a lot, though I don't get off my lazy butt and do it often enough.
17. People who smack their mouths when they eat make me insane.
18. Another pet peeve: tardiness.
19. If I could change anything about myself, I'd get rid of the deep creases under my eyes.
20. I had braces, but my teeth are still crooked. I don't mind.
21. I like all kinds of music.
22. My favorite band at the moment is Keane.
23. My least favortie performer at the moment is Ashlee Simpson. She makes me ill.
24. My lucky number is 11.
25. Twizzlers are my favorite candy. But only the strawberry ones. Cherry is disgusting.
26. I love home-decorating shows on TV, but I can never decorate my house right.
27. I really, really need to buy curtains.
28. I love my walk-in closet.
29. In the summer, I love laying by the pool and reading a book.
30. I have quiet neighbors, thank goodness. The last ones were a terror.
31. My apartment overlooks a parking lot, but if you squint your eyes, you can see the pond and even a few ducks.
32. I have off-white walls that I really want to paint, but I can't decide what color to go for.
33. Decision-making isn't one of my strongpoints.
34. My parents are divorced.
35. My mom lives in Lynchburg, VA.
36. My dad lives in Rome, GA.
37. I don't see either of them often enough.
38. I'm an only child.
39. I really wish I had a brother or a sister. Or both.
40. The closest person to a sister is my best friend, Allison, who lives in Atlanta. She's an only child, too.
41. I have long blondish-brownish hair that I'm considering cutting off.
42. I've had the same hairstyle forever. Actually, it's not really in a "style." It's just there.
43. My favorite flowers are daisies.
44. Every computer I've ever owned has been a Macintosh.
45. I drive a Volkswagen Jetta that is slowly falling to pieces.
46. I'm ready to trade it in, unfortunately payments are still required.
47. The next vehicle I get will be a Honda. I've never had problems with Hondas.
48. I subscribe to Lucky Magazine - all about shopping.
49. My favorite movie is "Almost Famous" Close behind that one is "High Fidelity."
50. I love, love, love Saturday Night Live.
51. I'm also addicted to "Newlyweds" and "Real World" - and I'm in my late-20s. Very sad.
52. Speaking of age, my birthday is next month - March 10.
53. I need a digital camera - hint, hint, hint. ;)
54. I love Chattanooga.
55. My favorite season is spring.
56. I don't wear a lot of jewelry.
57. I have short legs, and I have trouble finding jeans that aren't way too long. (annoying)
58. I don't paint my fingernails.
59. I do paint my toenails, but only in the months that I wear sandals.
60. One day I'd like to have at least two children.
61. I've considered going back to school to get my master's in education or counseling.
62. I can't decide if that's a good move or not - again, decision making isn't something I'm good at.
63. I love Chick-fil-A.
64. I worked at Chick-fil-A for 5 years in high school and college, and I can still eat there.
65. I don't like watching sports on TV, but I love going to live sporting events.
66. I love the smell of clean linens.
67. I have never been to New York City.
68. I have always dreamed of NYC - I even had a poster of the skyline on my wall as a teenager.
69. My favorite stores are Marshalls and TJ Maxx.
70. I am right-handed.
71. I'm only 5' 4".
72. My mother and father are both taller than me. Somehow, I came out short.
73. I love apples. Especially Granny Smith apples.
74. In college, I was managing editor of our student newspaper, The Georgeanne.
75. PDA makes me gag.
76. I do not drink Jagermeister. Won't do it ever again...
77. I wish I could find a way to like martinis. No luck thus far.
78. I've always wanted to learn how to play drums.
79. In high school and college I took Spanish as my language.
80. I really wish I'd paid more attention.
81. I don't like wearing high heels, but I finally bought a pair.
82. My 10-year high school reunion is coming up.
83. I don't want to go, but Allison is making me.
84. My favorite artist is Andrew Wyeth.
85. I love the sound of rain - it's so relaxing.
86. I require lots of sleep.
87. I generally stay up too late.
88. I really like people-watching.
89. I am a Christian.
90. I don't go to church, but I wish I did.
91. I love soft things - especially my bathrobe my dad and stepmom got me this past Christmas from the Gap. It's the softest thing ever.
92. I also love PJs. I'd wear them all the time if I could.
93. I really wish my apartment had washer/dryer connections.
94. I hate going to the laundr-o-mat.
95. I am a cleaning freak.
96. On my desk at work is a bonzai tree and a box of Kleenex.
97. I use the Kleenex regulary because my allergies are in full effect. *Sneeze!*
98. I hate zoos and the circus. They really make me sad for the animals.
99. I'm ready for a vacation.
100. I'm really happy that I'm finished!

Saturday, February 12, 2005

Jamaica dreamin'

Originally uploaded by swysong77.
Physically, I'm in Chattanooga, but today my mind is in the Caribbean.

This one of my favorite photos from our last vacation last September. Jim was on the horse behind me and shot this picture while we were riding along the beach of Ocho Rios, Jamaica. Such a gorgeous place!

I have soooo many stories about that horse ride! I was completely against jumping atop a horse and riding for two and a half hours through the Jamaican countryside and eventually the beach and actually through the ocean, but after looking my fear straight in the eye and sloppily getting on my horse ("Misty"), I had a spectacular time! (well, until the horse ahead of me did a major poop in the water that I was rapidly approaching ... That wasn't so fun. Jim got a big kick out of it, though. )


At any rate, not much is going on here, so I thought I'd share a pretty picture and a tiny story.

Thursday, February 10, 2005

Fifty-two dollars for cable?!?

You've GOT to be kidding me!!!

I've just opened my cable bill for this month, and I swear to God, Comcast is ticking me off. We get one or two new channels and the rates go up again. I'm just going to have to purge my system of the glories of expanded basic cable and go back to 13 channels of nothing.

I can do it. I can.

I went an entire year with no cable at all. None. Just bunny ears that would pick up two channels well, and a few channels really badly, but you could listen and know what was going on. Besides, who really needs Style, MTV, VH1, Bravo, HGTV, Discovery, Travel, etc.

Who am I kidding? This is gonna suck. But I am so irritated at these prices.

Should I consider Dish Network? Any horror stories out there? Any happy stories? I'd love to know what I could be missing - good or bad.

Sleep, glorious sleep!

Martha Stewart would say that sleep is a good thing, and I would have to agree. After several nights of waking up feeling rather lousy and not being able to get back to sleep, I finally got some much-needed rest yesterday and last night.

Thank God Jim's good friend from high school is a doctor who happens to practice in Chattanooga. I knew it would be virtually impossible to get an appointment with another doctor on such late notice, so Jim gave Blake a call and within two hours I was at the doctors office. A big thank you goes out to Blake, who basically saved my life. Well, not really, but close.

I now have everything I need to get well, and my life is looking a lot better. I slept like a baby last night - I only woke up once with icky breathing issues, but I quickly remedied the situation and back to sleep I went. Wonderful!

Now I think I'll make lunch. Hopefully, I'll actually be able to taste food today.

Wednesday, February 09, 2005


I'm not diggin' life right now. I seriously thought I would beat this whole sickness thing, but it's not happening - over the last several hours I've regressed into a pathetic, grouchy being who can't sleep lying down because it's not conducive to breathing appropriately. And, once again, it's super early in the morning and I'm wide the heck awake. What gives?!?

Tuesday, February 08, 2005

Ick, ick, ick ...

I've slept two whole hours tonight - granted, it's only 2:45 a.m., but I'm wide awake and honestly thought it was at least 5 a.m.

I've somehow managed to lose my battle against the creepin' crud that's going around town these days. My tonsils are swollen, my throat feels like someone took sandpaper to it, I'm caughing up stuff straight out of a horror film and my asthma is thinking this is a darn good time to kick in - it's not like I have an inhaler on hand or anything. Combine that with a runny nose and an inability to sleep, and that's where I am at the moment. What a fun time. ick.

On a little brigter note, I've found a digital camera I really like. It's a little more than I thought I would spend (which wasn't a whole lot), but from everything I've read about it, it's worth the extra money. It's not a killer camera like I'd really love to have, but it will serve its purpose well for my excursions. Sooo, hopefully in the next week or two I'll have a new camera to play with. :)

I guess maybe I should try to get some sleep now. Sorry about the ickiness of this entry.

Sunday, February 06, 2005

I broke the camera


Two nights ago, I was deep in thought about this whole blog thing. I couldn't figure out what to write about, and I was getting frustrated about my sidebar's weird indention problems (which I happily figured out how to fix today).

I began to get a little loopy. Considering it was almost 3 a.m., I guess that's all right.

The next morning I woke up and decided to snap a shot of Anna. My digital camera's LED screen looked pretty blurry, but I thought maybe I was just a little sleepy, so I took the picture. This is what I got. Oh God. I broke the camera the night before with my idiocy.

This is me trying to explain to Jim exactly what my pictures look like now that my camera is perpetually out of focus. He was smart enough to simply snap a picture, instead of trying to figure out what I was rambling about.

Sooooo... I am now in the market for a new digital camera, and when I get my new camera, I will not take pictures of me making ridiculous faces - no matter how late it is.

Saturday, February 05, 2005

Keane on SNL

Originally uploaded by swysong77.
Keane will be appearing on Saturday Night Live tonight - make sure you tune in!

Coloring my world

Well, I've finally figured out how to add color to my little blog world. I know it's elementary, but I'm just learning, and one day this site will be quite blogtastic. Until then, there will be several entries as lame as this one. But, I promise to deliver a quality product as soon as possible. Until then, thank you for hanging in there, and I hope I didn't strain your eyes too terribly with this lovely purple text. At least I didn't use puke green ...

Thursday, February 03, 2005

Mascara makes me cranky

I have white eyelashes. They're practically see-through, they're so light. This means I must wear mascara to avoid looking sickly. Seriously.

One problem: I hate, hate, hate the stuff. I can never apply it right, and inevitably it appears as though spiders' legs are sprouting through my eyelids. Nice, eh? I've tried every kind of mascara, but I think it's me. I can't put the stuff on right. I'm officially mascara-challenged.

Therefore, I'm looking into alternatives. Dye? Do they actually do this? I wouldn't want to dye my lashes myself. God knows I'd dye my eyes. Something tells me that wouldn't look so good.

I'm on a quest. I must find a solution to this problem. Any ideas would be appreciated.


Wednesday, February 02, 2005

Crazy cat lady

This afternoon Angie and I went to Wal-Mart (I cringe as I admit it ...). I hate going to Wal-Mart, but I needed a ton of things that Bi-Lo just doesn't carry, so I swallowed my pride and dove blindly into "we sell for less" madness.

All was well until I got in line behind the crazy cat lady. ** Sidenote: This is a fear I have, thanks to a nameless ex-boyfriend who jokingly told me I'd end up like our old Spanish professor - all alone, with tossled hair, wearing long hippie skirts, 10-year-old Birkenstocks and having something like 10 cats who are treated like children. **

OK, so I was behind this crazy cat lady in line. I knew she was a cat lady because she had probably 50-60 cans of Friskies wet cat food in her shopping cart, plus her jacket was covered in fur. Now, I love cats. I'd have more than one if it didn't cost $300 per pet where I live. But, I would draw the line at TWO cats. Honestly.

The "crazy" part comes in when I started placing my items on the checkout belt. I mistakenly thought that since she had left all of her cat food in her basket that she was simply going to hand the cashier one can and tell her just how many cans were in her cart so not every can would have to be scanned. Makes sense, but that's NOT what she had in mind.

I started loading my groceries on the back half of the belt. As I was leaning into my shopping cart, I heard a SLAM!! Apparently, I'd upset the crazy cat lady by taking up her space. I jumped, spun around and looked at her bewildered. She had slammed the divider bar between my things and the front half of the empty conveyer belt. She gave me a menacing glare and mumbled something about rudeness under her breath. I apologized, but that wasn't enough, apparently. She ignored my humble attempt at rectifying the situation and methodically began slamming her 50-60 cans of Friskies onto the belt, each time turning to look at me with her glare to make sure I got the point. Some people!!!

At any rate, it took a good, long time for all those cans of cat food to be scanned. And I've learned my lesson. Crazies lurk at Wally World. I am not a crazy, therefore I'm not going back. ... At least not until I need something Bi Lo doesn't stock. Sigh. The madness will never end.

Oh, I found this on the Internet today, it's a crazy cat lady action figure. Pretty funny, eh?!?

I will not end up a crazy cat lady. I will not end up a crazy cat lady. I will not end up a crazy cat lady. I will not end up a crazy cat lady. I will not end up a crazy cat lady. I will not end up a crazy cat lady.

Tuesday, February 01, 2005

Meet the Fockers Outback

After weeks of saying how much we wanted to see "Meet the Fockers," Jim and I decided to go last night. He'd taken advantage of a nifty little deal we got at work - movie tickets for only $5 each at any Carmike Cinema in town. Not too shabby. So, we took his $5 tickets and made our way to the theater.

The movie was great. I wish the theater hadn't been 20 degrees below zero, but we laughed ourselves silly anyway. I'm sure by now you all have seen the movie (even my DAD - who hates movies - has seen this one, for cryin' out loud), so I won't go on and on about how funny it was.

After the movie, we headed to Outback for some steaks and margaritas. Whew! They aren't playin' around with their drinks. I can't remember which ’Rita we had, but it came with a double-shot of Cuervo. Just my style. Yummmm ...