Umbrella Drinks

My husband, Little Man, and I went on a cruise to the Bahamas a few years ago. I know not everyone is a fan of cruises, but I enjoy them — tasty food, trivia, and all the fruity rum drinks I can stand brought directly to my lounge chair. (Plus the ocean and all that.) What’s not to love, aside from bar tab charges that cost more than the actual cruise fare?

As you’ve likely gathered from those first few lines, I imbibed a little on that cruise. Not excessively so (the only time a bar tab was truly more expensive than the cruise fare was on a cruise I went on in college, drank for the first time, and generously bought multiple rounds for others), but I did enjoy a few of those glorious fruity concoctions. Some of them even came in pricey little mugs shaped like coconuts and whale tails, something you’re far more likely to purchase after the first drink or two.

Today’s doodle comes from one of the many times I’ve been made aware of one of the universal parenting truths — the one where kids pick up on everything. Sometime after the cruise, Little Man was playing with his toy kitchen making dinner for us. He brought out a notepad to take our orders and later came back with our meals. I can’t remember exactly what he brought us to eat, but I do remember the drink.

Nothing gets past him. I got another umbrella drink recently when Little Man was playing with his sister’s toy kitchen and stuck her ice cream cart umbrella in a cup for me. That’s my boy, always thinking of his mama.


I started writing this post in July, so it has been sitting in my drafts folder for more than four months. Whoa. In that time, my husband and I have booked another cruise (just the two of us this time), bought passports for just in case, and will be heading down to Florida to get on the boat at three in the morning on Thursday. It’s supposed to be a combination of a birthday present (my birthday was last Friday — I’m 34…whoa again — and my husband’s is in January…he’ll be 40, so double whoa) and Christmas present to ourselves.

We are a combination of anxious and excited. I’m super anxious over leaving the kids for three days and being that far away, and my husband is pretty excited over leaving the kids for three days and being that far away. To ease my nerves a little, I’ve purchased the all-you-can-drink option. For the record, “All you can drink” really means “You get 15 drinks per day and then you’re cut off.” So, no, I won’t be making Carnival rethink their unlimited drinks package. 😉

My friend bought me this shirt for my birthday — because as we all know, best friends love nothing more than encouraging negative behaviors in each other — so I’ll be ready.

In reality, though, now that I’m over 30, this is the shirt I’ll probably need (something I forgot while purchasing that drink pass):


While I was on yet another blogging break, A Vodka Kind of Mom included me a featured blogger on her site! You can check out the interview here and find out the craziest thing I’ve ever done. (Spoiler alert: the answer is pretty vanilla.)

So, what’s new in y’all’s worlds? Between the 18 hours of driving and spending at least one day of the cruise chillaxing (I’m not too old to use that, right?) and reading by the pool, I’m determined to play blog catch up, but in the meantime, fill me in on what’s going on in your world. 

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