How can any young woman get to their mid 20's...
...and think that wine gets bad as it ages? My son was with a young woman last night and she had a bunch of bottles of wine that her step father had before he died. Coincidentally, my son and I had just had a conversation about Pinot Grigio wines and what was a good year for the American version, Pinot Gri. I told him that a 91 or 92 would be what I would order. I also explained to him how the Italians copyrighted the name Grigio and that the Americans couldn't use it.
Then, he comes across a bottle of 98 Pinot Grigio and the chick told him to drink it before it went bad. I was stunned. 98 wasn't a great year for the Grigio's so that bottle wasn't worth much, but it could have been a good year and the girl could have given him a very expensive bottle of wine. He would be happy with a 6-pack so it's a huge waste of decent wine.
How many people are out there sucking down good wine and not appreciating it? This girl likes to think that she's a high maintenance woman, but if she doesn't know a good bottle of wine from a bad one, she's not too high maintenance at all and she'd give herself away the first time she told someone to "drink the wine before it goes bad".
Hell, I"m not at all high maintenance and I don't pretend to be but I know my wines. I'm sure that I knew wine didn't go bad when I was 16. One thing I don't know...cheap wines. Do THEY go bad? Is that what's she's thinking? Her step father may be looking down on her and cringing as she gives away the wine that he collected.
I should do my kids a favor and put tags on the stuff that's worth something so they don't give it away to the Salvation Army when I croak. I should also put names on pictures of people who the kids don't know. My grandmother didn't do that and now I have some really old pictures of people and I have no clue who they are. I have some daguerreotypes of people from the 1840's or 1850's and although I know they're family, I don't know who they are. If you have a bunch of pictures of dead people, it would be a good idea to somehow identify them before it's too late.
Last Saturday, I saw the forecast with all of those tornadoes coming through the Midwest and I thought to myself, "There are a lot of people alive today who won't be alive tomorrow.", and I was right. Isn't that awful? So, you never know whether or not you'll be here in the morning.
Abby got a letter from a woman who wanted to know how to keep her mother-in-law out of the delivery room when she had her baby. Is this a huge problem nowadays? Does everybody have a right to come in and then you kick out the people that you don't want? I don't get that at all. If this woman can't keep her mother-in-law out of the delivery room, her problems haven't even begun yet.
Whenever I hear about someone who can't figure out how to keep her husband's friends or family away, I wonder what type of slug she married. Husbands should be able to keep their own friends and family in line or the friends and family are not the problem.
Well, I have a bunch of stuff to do today. I could go to my probation meeting and get that over with but I want to be able to tell her that I finished something and with any luck at all, I will finish the community service by the end of this week. So, I need to go do that. It rained here quite a bit last night so it's all icky out there. My son is off today so I'm hoping that he'll be able to drive me there. I think that the bad weather has past us so I should be able to walk home if I need to.
I had a hard time sleeping last night because my dog was crying. I don't know if he has ear mites or an ear infection. His ears do hurt him and there's not much I can do to help him. I gave him some aspirin this morning and I went ahead and gave him some antibiotics so that if he does have an ear infection, maybe it'll clear up. His entire head is hot so I know he feels bad. I'm hoping that the antibiotics help a bit. If they do, I'll find some way to get him to a vet and get some more.
He doesn't feel so badly that he can't act like a watch dog so I'm going to take a shower and let him guard me. I'll be back after I run a few errands.
See ya,
Meg
...and think that wine gets bad as it ages? My son was with a young woman last night and she had a bunch of bottles of wine that her step father had before he died. Coincidentally, my son and I had just had a conversation about Pinot Grigio wines and what was a good year for the American version, Pinot Gri. I told him that a 91 or 92 would be what I would order. I also explained to him how the Italians copyrighted the name Grigio and that the Americans couldn't use it.
Then, he comes across a bottle of 98 Pinot Grigio and the chick told him to drink it before it went bad. I was stunned. 98 wasn't a great year for the Grigio's so that bottle wasn't worth much, but it could have been a good year and the girl could have given him a very expensive bottle of wine. He would be happy with a 6-pack so it's a huge waste of decent wine.
How many people are out there sucking down good wine and not appreciating it? This girl likes to think that she's a high maintenance woman, but if she doesn't know a good bottle of wine from a bad one, she's not too high maintenance at all and she'd give herself away the first time she told someone to "drink the wine before it goes bad".
Hell, I"m not at all high maintenance and I don't pretend to be but I know my wines. I'm sure that I knew wine didn't go bad when I was 16. One thing I don't know...cheap wines. Do THEY go bad? Is that what's she's thinking? Her step father may be looking down on her and cringing as she gives away the wine that he collected.
I should do my kids a favor and put tags on the stuff that's worth something so they don't give it away to the Salvation Army when I croak. I should also put names on pictures of people who the kids don't know. My grandmother didn't do that and now I have some really old pictures of people and I have no clue who they are. I have some daguerreotypes of people from the 1840's or 1850's and although I know they're family, I don't know who they are. If you have a bunch of pictures of dead people, it would be a good idea to somehow identify them before it's too late.
Last Saturday, I saw the forecast with all of those tornadoes coming through the Midwest and I thought to myself, "There are a lot of people alive today who won't be alive tomorrow.", and I was right. Isn't that awful? So, you never know whether or not you'll be here in the morning.
Abby got a letter from a woman who wanted to know how to keep her mother-in-law out of the delivery room when she had her baby. Is this a huge problem nowadays? Does everybody have a right to come in and then you kick out the people that you don't want? I don't get that at all. If this woman can't keep her mother-in-law out of the delivery room, her problems haven't even begun yet.
Whenever I hear about someone who can't figure out how to keep her husband's friends or family away, I wonder what type of slug she married. Husbands should be able to keep their own friends and family in line or the friends and family are not the problem.
Well, I have a bunch of stuff to do today. I could go to my probation meeting and get that over with but I want to be able to tell her that I finished something and with any luck at all, I will finish the community service by the end of this week. So, I need to go do that. It rained here quite a bit last night so it's all icky out there. My son is off today so I'm hoping that he'll be able to drive me there. I think that the bad weather has past us so I should be able to walk home if I need to.
I had a hard time sleeping last night because my dog was crying. I don't know if he has ear mites or an ear infection. His ears do hurt him and there's not much I can do to help him. I gave him some aspirin this morning and I went ahead and gave him some antibiotics so that if he does have an ear infection, maybe it'll clear up. His entire head is hot so I know he feels bad. I'm hoping that the antibiotics help a bit. If they do, I'll find some way to get him to a vet and get some more.
He doesn't feel so badly that he can't act like a watch dog so I'm going to take a shower and let him guard me. I'll be back after I run a few errands.
See ya,
Meg
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