Seltzer with a splash of cranberry and a lime wedge.
Yes, this might sound delicious to you now, but after drinking it for the last nine months with delicious dinners that warranted a glass (or two) of wine, my palate pretty much cringes at the thought of another glass. Do you know how embarassing it is to order this mouthful while your husband and dinner guests sip on thirty, fourty and fifty dollar bottles of wine? Sigh.
I am so sick and tired of cranberry juice. And grape juice. And the Motts Tropical Fruit Cocktail concoction that also mixes well with seltzer water. Don't get me wrong. I am no saint. I've indulged in a half-glass or two of Chardonnay. I have had my fair share of Classic Coca Cola's this pregnancy, but for the most part I've tried to satiate my carbonation cravings with seltzer water rather than high fructose syrup and caramel color. And er, wine.
Again. Just another reason why pregnancy only lasts so long...
Counting down the days until Baby Boy decides to make his appearance and out of celebration and with a hearty "Happy Birthday, Baby Boy!" Hubs and I finally get to enjoy my wedding gift to him, given almost three years ago, a 2003 bottle of Opus One. Mmmm..