spring break 2009: baby goes to margaritaville.

while i was in the dominican republic, i managed to catch up on my personal reading. as you can imagine, the life of a baby is a hectic flurry of glamorous activity in the city. that is why i like to occasionally travel to third-world countries to exploit the local economy in order to relax, unwind and catch up on my reading.

baby is an intellectual.

one afternoon shortly after arriving, as i was reading by the pool, a very handsome gentleman approached me and said something in a very heavy spanish accent. i said, "thank you, pedro, fresh towels in my room would be lovely." he looked a little confused and proceeded to offer me margarine. i said, "no thank you, i don't eat butter substitutes made of hydrogenated oils." he said, "no, no, senorita... margarita!"

"well, it does look delightfully refreshing," i noted cheerfully, "what's in it?" "tequila," he said. "mother's milk!" i replied.

baby's first margarita!

it was delish! i turned to my new found friend pedro and asked if this sweet nectar came super-sized. alas, we were unable to communicate due to what became painfully obvious as pedro's limited capabilities in english. i patted him on the tush and waved him away.

baby's second & third margarita, and a mai tai for good measure!

needless to say i spent the rest of the afternoon getting schmammered. my spanish improved greatly that afternoon as i learned that margarita is spanish for "let's get this party started!"

xoxo. baby.