Apr29
Got Wine?
OK, loosen up – I’m not putting down women (since I belong in that category), nor am I attempting to make a generalization of how men view women. C’mon now – it’s FUNNY…
As I grew older and my palate became more pronounced I found that I rather like wine. I’ve never been a “wild child” and “partied” with heavy drinking and smoking. In fact, I’ve never smoked – anything. I lost my father at twelve to the big lung “C,” so it never was an attraction.
It may be due to my “obsessive-compulsive” personality, but I like to be in control at all times. OK, sometimes too much in control. However, that’s another topic for another time…
I’m not a big beef eater, but once in a blue moon will let myself savor an occasional steak. After an RV-ing trip to Santa Fe with an ex-boyfriend to an Elk’s Lodge I was introduced to “chile-rubbed” steak. Paired with a delicious red, the experience was a celebration to the palate…
After visiting the Willamette Valley in Oregon, I’ve developed a penchant for Pinot Noir. The valley has the optimum conditions for growing grapes for this varietal, and the results are outstanding. I’ve also fallen in love with the Pacific Northwest as a summer destination – the rugged ocean coasts seem to call my name…
Don’t get me wrong – I’m nothing of a true wine connoisseur. I know what I like and like what I drink. 
It’s probably my only true “vice.”
This bitch likes WalMart sweet red in a box. My son can’t even listen to me saying that.
I like “box-o-wine” sometimes. I prefer Black Box. Boxed wines are perfect for RV-ers since they last a month after opening and are easy to store…
I’m not a wine drinker at all. Probably due to some bad experiences as a teenager. It may sound weird, but my drink of choice is black coffee. One of my fears of retirement is the lack of social contact. You should be getting real close to hanging the chaulk up, uh?. Good luck with it.
Hi Darrell,
I love coffee too, and have my RV morning java routine to a science.
Actually, I look forward to retiring since it will INCREASE my social contact. Life in a town like Las Cruces isn’t exactly “hopping.” Eighteen days! 
Take care,
Cheryl
Thanks for stopping by our site! I had to comment on your wine post, one of my favorite subjects…When you’re next in the Pacific Northwest check out Emerson Vineyards, off Hwy 99 west of Salem. They are members of Harvest Hosts and allow over-night RV parking. During the summer they have Friday music programs. Beautiful spot. I have a link and post on my blog…in the archives.
Hi Lynda,
Thanks for commenting and visiting. I’ve been curious about Harvest Hosts and will definitely give them a nod this coming summer at Emerson Vineyards. I’m sure I’ll love it there!
Best wishes,
Cheryl
Ditto on much of the first part of this post! I’ve never smoked anything (while I didn’t lose my dad to his cigarette habit, the smell of his clothes and ashtrays was always a good incentive to not smoke!). And I always had a need to stay in control so I never did drugs or drank much. When people would laugh and say they didn’t remember what they had done after a party or something, I would be horrified! I don’t want people knowing something about me that I don’t know!! But I do love my red wine.
Dang, I love my red wine too!
I had an advisor in college tell me once, “yeah, call me a bitch because that means I’m getting in your face and not some pushover you can toss aside”. As for smoking, yeah I’ve tried it and on occasion I’ve lit up a cigar but I can say no to any of those two now but wine is a different story. My grandmother drank a glass of wine every evening and she lived to be 94 years old. There was a question asked today on twitter, “what feeds your soul”?! There were about five things on the list and wine was definitely up there. BTW, that steak dinner with that nebbiolo wine was by far one of the finest meals I’ve ever had! So as you near retirement, eat up and drink up sister. Lord knows after all those years of working you’ve earned it!!!
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I’ve also heard: “You say I’m a bitch like it’s a BAD thing!”