Apparently I’m a little tardy to the party – because National Watermelon Day was last Friday. Story of my life.
With 12 days to go until the Big Day, I’m stretching that excuse out until I can’t use it anymore.
Are you a How I Met Your Mother Fan? Okay good. If not, watch it. Then get angry with Ted for being such a limp noodle and laugh uproariously at everyone – except for Ted. Did you see the episode when Marshal and Lily go married? Fantismo. Remember when Barney goes in search of a drink only to be turned down again and again by the snobby bartender – only to he realizes that using the “It’s for the Bride” excuse will get him anything he wants. Including a few phone numbers. Yeah, that’s how I’m feeling. Just a little bit. Don’t worry, I’m not using it to get phone numbers. Cause that’d be awkward…
“It’s for the Bride” and “Don’t worry I’m getting married.” should be legit excuses all around.
Like for getting out of speeding tickets. Why was I speeding officer? Oh, I’m getting married. Don’t worry. It’s legit.
…Can’t wait to use the “It’s okay, I’m pregnant.” excuse next. Well, in a few years maybe. Pull up curbside to the mall, waddle my overly stretched out-yoga pants covered ass inside, leaving my car on the fire lane with the hazards on, “it’s okay. I’m pregnant.” Can’t you just imagine how well that is going to go over. No?
Well, with this “I’m the bride” riddled life and my absentmindedism taken over I find myself needing refreshment. And alcohol. It calms the mind, or something. This is the very definition of a win-win situation.
So whilst I spent my did-someone-set-the-thermstate-to-Hell afternoon hot glueing , printing out, pinning and poking my fingers putting together the place cards for the wedding, this watermel-ojito made the whole process so. much. easier. And it eased the pain of sticking bard after brad under my damn finger nail. Owwie!! I didn’t realize crafts were a full contact sport. #themoreyouknow
My nails beds have that weird uneven-something-was-visibly-jammed-under-your-nail-like-a-torture-device look to them. Do you think that will go away in 12 days? o.O
For the recipe – my only note – don’t bother making this if your watermelon is anything less than dripping-down-the-front-of-your-face juicy and flavorful. The little one I used was good, no doubt, but I just couldn’t help imagining that a full size flavor packed one would have been better. It was a mini-watermelon fail. Wouldn’t you think the little melons would pack a bigger watermelon-punch? So did I! Big flavor in small packages or something like that.
But I promise – this is worth your while, despite my melon-fail. *stamp of approval*
1 1/2 cup Watermelon, cubed
8 Mint Leaves
2 Tbsp Sugar
4 oz. Rum
1 1/2 cup Club Soda
4 Tbsp Lime Juice
4 slices Lime,
2 slices Watermelon, for garnish
2 cups Ice
In two large glasses, divide ice. Divide mint leaves and place equally in glasses, along with 2 slices of lime and divvied up watermelon. With a large spoon or muddler, smash or muddle ice with mint leaves, lime slices and watermelon until the ice has torn the leaves and released their essence. Divide up sugar between the two glasses.
Pour lime juice and rum over the muddled ice mixture. Pour club soda over the top and gently stir to ensure drinks are evenly mixed.
Garnish with additional lime and watermelon slices. Drink.
Adapted from Dara Michalski's Watermelon Mojito.