Shit, people will be here in an hour, and I still haven't showered. The husband is mesmerized by Battlestar Galactica and probably wouldn't be much help anyway. This in-home wine tasting will be the death of me, but I always seem to have fun … probably too much fun actually, since tomorrow will likely hurt. But with more water and more food tonight, here's hoping.
Glasses out? Check. They don't match but does anyone really care about that kind of thing anymore? Certainly my friends won't notice. We break the nice matching glasses as fast as I buy them and the cheap glasses printed with various logos are indestructible. Hey, if I use those I don't have to pull out the wine charms to keep track of glasses. Cool. There's one with the Einstein on Wine logo, Paso Robles Wine Festival, Oregon Pinot Noir Festival. Yeah, that works. Makes me look worldly and experienced. Or like a lush?
This article appears in Feb 25 – Mar 3, 2009.
