I bought myself a real drink.

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Yesterday, when I went to the supermarket, I saw one of those very American orange juices NOT made from concentrate, only pasteurized orange juice. (Florida´s natural, it says). They are very expensive so I don´t buy it when I´m going to have the grandchildren around. And I drink it with a little guilt as I´m not sharing it and I won´t share. I also hide the Jack Daniels that I only share with Humberto. Once I forgot to put it away, Hector saw it and I brought a glass. He poured himself a lot, stopped, and told me to finish it myself. He did not want more. I told him I would drink it later. But I shoved it down the drain. I don´t drink in other people´s glasses. I AM picky. So if there is still a bit of this delicious orange juice by Sunday, I will hide it from my loving daughters. I´m drinking it from my beautiful bright orange mug that Tania bought me in Mexico. It depicts Quetzacoatl, the sacred serpent of the Maya and the Aztecs.