I hope you and yours are well. Do you have cabin fever yet? All this staying home, staying safe has made me believe my pajama pants are now my real pants. Which is a problem that I refuse to address right now. Good news! I have several new wine reviews I’m about to unleash for you on the blog, I’ll… View Post
Wine goes in and happiness comes out. I only drink wine on two occasions. When I am in love and when I am not. The secret to a happy marriage? Don’t talk to them while they’re pooping. Blame Champagne. Things to do this week: I have kids and/or pets… But folks won’t quit writing books and making cheap wine so,… View Post
My husband has been wearing swim shorts as “real pants” for a week. I’ve been drinking Sauvignon Blanc out of a coffee cup at 11AM. Puzzles are unfinished. I’m overinvested in every Brave TV character’s life. How is day 47,263,821 of quarantine going for you? Beach body ready? This summer is going to be about personality. At least I don’t… View Post
Getting older is when you prefer day drinking to going out at night. Don’t chase anything but drinks and dreams. A drunk man’s actions are a sober man’s thoughts. You can’t make everyone happy, you are NOT a bottle of wine. PMS Pour Me S’more Domestic bliss… just a bottle of Cabernet away.
Shortest horror story ever. Yes, I need another. 2020 we had a deal. You’re breaking it. I finally found my sleep number. It’s 1. 1 bottle of wine. 3 to 4 glasses of wine a day. Reduces your risk of giving a crap by 90%. Wine. The ultimate bullshit detector. How you feel when you sip your favorite wine.
Chianti, Chianti, Chianti. The very name Chianti used to conjure up memories of cheap Italian restaurants with red and white checkered tablecloths and jug bottles of wine wrapped in raffia way past their expiration. In fact, for several years I refused to drink Chianti because of the flashbacks to bad restaurant versions of Chianti that I had back in my… View Post
Do you love pasta? Good me too. See I didn’t even have to wait for you to tell me you lurrvvee pasta. Because who doesn’t? Of course if you’re keto, carnivore, or a low-carber….carbs are the death knell. I know. I know. I practice low-carb 80% of the time. I need to fit back into my jeans because yoga pants lie…. View Post