I am going to break. I need a break. How do you explain to five different people that if they don’t stop making demands on you, they won’t have a choice over which day you take as a “mental health” day?!?
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I know that I say this in almost every post, but I love my little winemonkey. On Friday night, when I got to his house, he had all of the ingredients at his house to make dinner. I started setting up the old computer that I was giving him. We had some cocktails and ate turkey burgers. We listened to music all night long and danced around his house. It was sublime.
On Saturday he made me a super special breakfast consisting of chicken fried steak, complete with potatoes and country gravy. This has been a werid craving that I haven’t quite gotten over yet. Then we went out to SR to see his best friends and their new baby. The baby is just the sweetest little thing and it was good to see his friends in a non-party situation. Then we went to see Napoleon Dynamite. Which was the most HILLARIOUS movie I have seen this year. I absolutely loved it. Maybe because there were tiny parts of me that could relate. If you haven’t seen it, you MUST. It rocks. After the movie we went shopping (something both he and I hate doing) and then home to make another dinner. Soup. He made me broccoli cheese soup. Deeeee-lish. And we watched Master and Commander, which was just okay in my book. I found it hard to keep track of all of the characters. And once combat started, I couldn’t tell one crew from the other.
On Sunday we were supposed to go wine tasting, but it got cancelled for a bunch of different reasons. I watched Nascar and some football with him and his brother, but ended up taking a nap, because football has that effect on me. He asked me to go to a concert with him and his friend Deuce, but I have been Deuced out as far as concerts are concerned. I have to be a conference anyway, so it was a slightly easier decision because of the conference.
Share on FacebookI made this cute little onsie for winemonkey’s best friends. Her name is Fiona. A shame that she will grow out of it in 3 months.
Classes have started. Campus is a zoo. I got myself into a lab that I now totally regret. The only advantage is that it might help get me a job when I can’t find anything in my field, which is the size of a pinhead.
I am taking a wine analysis class. Sounds cool right? Well the first day of class I sat in on the lecture that accompanies the lab (and thank god I am not taking it for credit) and I looked around me and realized I was surrounded by the next generation of winemakers. And I was scared. I have met a few winemakers in my time. Hell, Winemonkey wants to be one. But when I looked around, I saw people who looked so uptight that they would shatter if one step was taken off the path. But more important is what I didn’t see. I didn’t see any hippies. I didn’t see any laid back kind of people. It was UNREAL. Like I had stepped into an alternate reality. And I can’t believe that the wine I drink will someday be made by fratboys. My perfect winemaker image was cracked. =)
Oh… and over the weekend I had friends come down from Seattle. That is plural. Friends. Now why is it important for me to point that out? Well I live in a 420 square foot studio. That’s right. NO WALLS. Only 420 SQUARE FEET OF SPACE! But it worked out pretty well. They were clean house guests and the four of us successfully co-habitated for 3 days. We went wine tasting in Dry Creek Valley and it was delicious. I can’t wait to move to wine country.
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