In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “But No Cigar.”
This prompt reminds me that, come this weekend, I’m going to have my first cigar since last summer, my first one since the Wee One came. However, even though we’re going on Saturday, there was another poportunity just after she was born that I really wanted to take advantage of… but no cigar.
The first weekend in March, my and Cohiba’s (grammatically correct?) favorite cigar bar was hosting a special evening. Not just your usual good time weekend at Stanley’s, but a speakeasy theme night. You had yo buy tickets, have a password, and show up in costume. Dinner and drinks would be provided and a mason jar of a special kind of cigar developed specifically for this party…
By Rocky Patel.
Who would be there rolling cigars.
Rocky Patel makes awesome cigars anyway, and I would get to meet him and see him roll one!
It just would have been a fantastic evening, and I was like, the Wee One will be here, and she’ll be a week old! She’ll be fine! We can go!
Alas, it was not to be. Realistically there was no way I could have gone – I wouldn’t have had a costume, I was not at all ready to go to a smoky cigar bar for a party so close to surgery. Finally, I really didn’t want to leave my Squishy Bug that soon.
So no cigar. Literally.
P.S. This is the first blog post I’ve written while wearing my Squishy Bug in the Moby wrap. I had planned on wearing her after she came, just to help her stay calm and connected with me, and I visualized wearing her while I was crouched over the laptop writing. I’m not crouched, standing and rocking, but I’m also writing, and this’ll work. 🙂
3 thoughts on “Experiment, but No Cigar – No Rocky Patel”
Great play on the theme. Sounds like it would have been a neat evening. Maybe another time??
Thank you! We’re going to go this weekend
Thanks! Yeah, we’re gonna try to go this weekend!