It’s 10pm, the kids are bathed and asleep. The house is clean and the dishes are done. No more asses to wipe or fights to dissolve. This Grey Goose Strawberry Lemonade screams my name like a siren calling me to the shoreline. I can feel the intoxication of quite as I take my first sip, and it’s a very big sip. I’m already anticipating number two.