Sad Songs

I've been in the mood for sad songs lately. I don't know if it's the BLAH winter weather, getting older, or general sadness over the current state of the government and the willingness of people to be led down the garden path.

I've been thinking that instead of a funeral, someday, I think I'll have whoever is in charge of such arrangements make several batches of my Margaritas and burn copies of a playlist of my favorite sad songs to distribute to people. The Preacher Lady told me about someone she knew who had his ashes distributed to a list of his nearest and dearest with the instruction that each person travel to a place they had shared a memory and scatter his ashes at that place.

I can already predict that the Geezer (this is the name I've picked for my friend who likes to taunt me. I have figured out that he taunts me so that he can get mentions in the blog.) will think I've lost that last, crucial marble. I don't think it's necessarily looney to consider one's future, aging, and death. It is unrealistic to act as if it will never happen. And, in the words of Bob in What About Bob, "if you can fake it, you don't have it."

Anyway, Here is the Margarita Recipe:

3 cups sugar
3 cups water

mix in sauce pan over med/high heat, stirring until liquid is clear. Remove from heat and cool.

In a gallon sized, freezer-safe container, mix:

2 cups good tequila (I like cuervo gold or better)
2 cups lime juice
2 cups lemon juice
1 cup triple sec or grand marnier (the grand marnier makes a richer, sweeter margarita)
the cooled sugar water

Stir, freeze 24 hours. Serve with lime slices and salt.

ENJOY