Day Drinking: A loophole

Sometimes, a woman must resort to clever ways of circumventing the "rules". When something is frowned on or discouraged, for example me - a married woman - gallivanting around New York City on a Saturday night with my single girlfriends and wearing FMB's (F$#!-me-boots), there are ways around it. I call them loopholes. The loophole, in this particular example, is that this type of activity need not occur in the evening because by doing so, it may seem like a scandalous and sordid attempt to fornicate.

Enter day drinking. Now I can head into the city, have a few cocktails (maybe more if I take the train) with my single friends, and I'm home in time for Jeopardy.