He'll drink to that

Tim grabbed this wine tonight to eat with our grilled meal of salmon steaks. Well, we had a different variety and year, a 2006 Central Coast Syrah, but it was by the same winery, the Cycles Gladiator. It was described on the vintner's Web site as: "An intriguing combination of raspberry and wild plum aromas framed by fresh cracked pepper and pretty oak notes... Gold Medal, 2008 San Francisco Chronicle Wine Competition!"

I thought he chose it because of its award-winning tradition. Silly me. He shared with me the real reason he picked it (that old judging-a-wine-by-its-label philosophy hard at work).

And I quote:

It's the perfect label. Naked lady and a bicycle.

Comments

Tim said…

It does taste pretty good too...

8:06 PM

Brianne said…

hahahaha that's a guy for you :)
I dunno though, I just can't do red wine when it's hot out. Have you had Luna di Luna, blue bottle? It's a Pinot Grigio/Chardonnay blend. I normally don't care for white wine but this is pretty tasty. I want to try the pure Pinot Grigio, which is the yellow bottle.

1:03 PM

Holy Separated-At-Birth, Batman!

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Hair

This has become the age-old question...Why do men hate short hair on women? I've been thinking about this a lot because my current style, an angled bob, requires a bunch of fussing every morning to get it to do anything. My favorite haircut of all time, as far as ease of care, was my pixie cut. I loved that I could wash it, gel it, and be done. No blow drying or flattening or curling. Just gel and go. Very sporty. I thought it looked cute. My husband has another opinion. The longer the better is his motto. Thing is, my hair becomes an unruly, tangled, nappy mop when it gets long. If I had all the time in the world and Jennifer Aniston's budget, I'd be more than happy to grow it long and have others style it every day. In real life, I guess I'd rather go for comfort and convenience. And if you ask me, I think the pixie is dang cute. I suspect heterosexual men aren't hot on short hair, in general, because it's too much like their own hair. No matter how much jewel

Ho, Ho, Ho, How Many Times Can I Use "I'm too busy" as an Excuse?

I haven't had time to write. Work, swim meet volunteering, holiday decorating and shopping. But truthfully, I've not been in much of a mood to write anything anyway. Last night we put up the tree and Santa chachkies, and I drank my first egg nog of the season, so perhaps I'll be in a cheerier mood. Also, I have spent some time writing the annual Schoon holiday newsletter. If you happen to get a copy, treat it like a drinking game. Every time I make you roll your eyes, take a drink. Nog, wassail, Everclear. Whatever gets you through. One sure way to assist with merriment motivation is listening to Christmas carols. I'm not going to get into a debate over what truly constitutes a carol. You can "Jesus is the reason for the season" yourself until you turn blue; I generally lean toward the secular end of the holiday tune spectrum. And if you just gasped at my use of holiday instead of Christmas, go suck on a candy cane. It's my blog and my opinions. Deal.

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