For me, this is always a moment fraught with anticipation. See, when I come home I have a whole routine I just can't skip. First I'll come in, put down my groceries or coat or book or eagerly sought dress still in its package. Next I've got to strap the dog into his harness and take him out for a walk. After the walk, it's time to get the dog new water and feed him his dinner. Then, I get the cat new water and top off his food if need be. The next step is to put the groceries away, then ball up the plastic bags really tiny so they can be used for the next dog walk. Finally, I can take my new dress into my room, take off my work clothes, hang my work clothes back up, open the package (sometimes having to go find scissors to do that) and then at last I can try on my new purchase.
I felt just too classy to have my regular pint, so I eschewed beer for a much more classic gin lime rickey (dry gin, soda and lime juice) because I like my cocktails a little old fashioned. The bartender wasn't quite sure how to make one, but luckily I was able to tell her the recipe. The other bar we visited did actually know how to make a gimlet (which is fairly similar to the gin lime rickey and the gin and tonic). Yeah, I could have just ordered a gin and tonic with a splash of lime juice, but dang it, that has a name and I'm a classy dame, okay.