Tag: wine

Did Someone Mention Wine?

I enjoy a glass of wine now and again. Ok, almost every evening I enjoy a glass of wine, usually with dinner. Fine, I have a glass of wine every single night. 

On my Facebook account I often share the name of the specific type of wine I’m drinking that evening. It’s not the most fascinating of topics, but it keeps me from being too political, most nights anyway.

In return my friends and family make sure to tag me in any wine memes they find. Some are just too good not to share:

I might be ever so much more productive.
 
I really, truly do.
    

I still lean to the white
plus my witty dance moves and flawless comebacks
I hate admitting how true this is.
Everyone know this. Right?
Aced it.

Don’t forget the lucrative world of blogging!

Peace, (and cheers) People! 

Going the Distance

Marathoners tell 

of surviving the long race; 

going the distance.

  

Pour me a tall glass

Of Chardonnay and watch me

Go my own distance.

  

For I will never

Compete in a marathon,

But just watch me drink.

  

Peace, People!

Self Medicating

I’ve tried everything to get rid of this allergy-sinus thing I’ve got going on:

Wine
Ice Cream Drumstick
Beer
Bread
Mexican food with jalapeños and hot salsa
Wine

  
Nothing has helped.

Peace, people!

Verbose

When I drink too much 

Wine

One of two things

Happen:

Unfortunately I 

Cannot 

Remember 

Even

One.

May God bless and

Keep each of you, 

Dear readers.

  

Peace, people!

Inoculated for Guatemala

I leave to attend my niece’s wedding in Antigua, Guatemala in one week. Squeal!!! But wait a minute. According to the Centers for Disease Control, travelers to Guatemala should have the following inoculations: 

“Make sure you are up-to-date on routine vaccines before every trip. These vaccines include measles-mumps-rubella (MMR) vaccine, diphtheria-tetanus-pertussis vaccine, varicella (chickenpox) vaccine, polio vaccine, and your yearly flu shot.”

I’m okay on those above, but just this week I thought to check on other suggested immunizations: 
Hepatitis A
“CDC recommends this vaccine because you can get hepatitis A through contaminated food or water in Guatemala, regardless of where you are eating or staying.”
And:
Typhoid

“You can get typhoid through contaminated food or water in Guatemala. CDC recommends this vaccine for most travelers, especially if you are staying with friends or relatives, visiting smaller cities or rural areas, or if you are an adventurous eater.”

Now, I’ve been running around shopping almost non-stop for my trip, but did I think about needing inoculations? Nope.

On Monday I told my doctor, whose name I am unable to pronounce, so I’ve dubbed him Doctor When, that I was leaving for Guatemala on April 8th, and needed to be inoculated against Typhoid and Hepatitis A. In response, Dr. When laughed. 

“Your inoculations would be of no use taken this close to your trip,” Dr. When  said. 

“You’re probably going to die,” he added before climbing into his Tardis and departing for another point in time.

Ok, I made that last part up, but that was what I took away from the exchange.

He did prescribe an antibiotic just in case I ran into anything nasty, but I believe I’ll do as my brother instructed and self-inoculate with plenty of cerveza and vino. No waiting period necessary.

 

No street food for me. 😢

  

But fresh produce should be ok! 😃

  

And maybe I’ll skip eating and just shop!

Peace, people!


Rainy Evening

Slow plinking then gush
Then abruptly back to plink
A Florida thing.

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Photo by Judy Wanamaker

Drinking wine on a
Rainy evening with friends
Life at its fullest.

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Hold me closer now,
Raindrops in syncopation
Tapping out love’s code.

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The Red Umbrella by Loui Jover.

The Effects of Wine on Writing

under hobbies i listed
drinking wine, but no one took
me seriously.
“i say,” i said, “dont disparage my
good taste.”
if i had mentioned basket weaving,
scrapbooking, or candlemaking as
spare time activities, the crowds
would applaud me and ask to see
the fruits of my labor.
well this, this writing thing
that occupies my mind day and night,
waking and sleeping,
causing me to laugh out loud for
no apparent reason, is often the
result of spending time with a glass of
pinot grigio in my hand.
or sometimes a crisp Chardonnay.



Pinot Grigio

Peace, People!

May I Have Award With You?

“Like A Fine Wine” Award

Dearest friends, it is with great humility that I accept the “Like a Fine Wine” award.

I realize there were many worthy candidates this year: Meryl Streep, Madonna, and Julia Roberts were fierce competition, and gracious  in their loss of this prestigious award.

But in the end, only I met all of the qualifications: 

Well aged

Full bodied

Complex and 

Fruity.

To my friends and family, thank you for accepting me just the way I am. 

I will forever cherish this award.



The WordPress Daily Prompt for March 9 asks “You are receiving an award–either one that already exists, or a new one created just for you. What would the award be, why are you being honored, and what would you say in your acceptance speech?”

The Cold War

I have a cold. My body has picked a fine time to come under attack. No, really. I just completed testing at daycare facilities in our area, and we don’t have company coming for another month. A cold couldn’t have settled in my head at a better time.

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It’s still pissing me off. The local weather has begun warming up beautifully. Frogs are singing a happy harmony down by the lake. Birds are flitting about in courtship. And I’m sick.

I looked on Pinterest for cold remedy ideas. Between sneezing, sniffling, and hacking I found a cornucopia of suggestions.

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Try as I might I didn’t find wine mentioned in any of them. I could get behind a cure that recommended I drink a glass of wine or two (or three or four) with dinner.

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Unfortunately everything I’ve read suggests laying off alcohol for the duration.

I’m still holding out hope that this malady is just a 24-hour bug. I’m not sure it’s in my best interest to go without the grape for too long.

Peace, People!

P.S. I might be able to substitute whisky just this once.

Join Me, Won’t You?

The older I get the more I realize I am averse to commitment. It’s not that I have anything against groups or clubs or associations, it’s just that I don’t want to be a part of any of them. Or maybe I subscribe to Groucho Marx’s rule of thumb concerning club membership:

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Most of my adult life I wanted to be part of a book club. After three months of club membership I was ready to call it quits. The other members were lovely, the book picks intriguing, and the conversation lively, but on the downside I felt had to ATTEND. And I had to read the books someone else chose within a predetermined time frame. I did enjoy the wine, though.

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One of the longest commitments I managed was to the sorority, Beta Sigma Phi. The camaraderie was great and I developed lasting friendships, but had Studly not urged me to continue my membership, I’d have opted out in the first year. I did enjoy the wine, though.

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I could list a dozen groups to which I’ve belonged for less than a year. Heck, for less than a month. I’m not sure what this says about me as a person. I like the idea of belonging to a group, just not the reality. I might be open to joining a wine club, though. Anyone want to come with me? No commitment necessary.

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Peace, people!