My favorite local bar calls it a "Donkey." A double is called a "Donkey Punch." It's also referred to as a "Kentucky Mule" and a "Buck." I like to call it my lover. This variation of the classic Moscow Mule is made with whiskey instead of vodka, which is so much less ladylike which is so much more me.
But this has been one of THOSE WEEKS in which alcohol was a strict requirement for survival. I won't bore you with the details of my trials and tribulations (even though I know you care so much and you would reach out and give me an internet hug). This week completely ruined our attempt at a Sober Week. Sober Week lasted, well not even one day. My stress level reached obnoxious levels and I couldn't even blog straight. I hope to get back to normal programming next week.
Cheers to the weekend, bitches!
