Moronacity

It was suggested a couple months ago that we hold a grrls’ night at my house. I chose this weekend for the festivities. Only two of us were able to show up. It only happens on rare occasions, but I was actually on time for this little get-together. The fact that the meeting place was my house may have had something to do with that.

I still hadn’t washed my hair, done my make-up, or dressed. In a nutshell, I looked like doo doo. My friend, Amanda, arrived while I was cleaning. It was approaching noon, and she suggested we have some wine, so I made a nice lunch and we broke open a bottle of Pinot Noir. We turned the afternoon into a wine tasting.

I thought this was a rather interesting sight. Wine glasses, bottles, and books scattered all over the kitchen counter made for an interesting picture.

I gave Amanda a little lesson in how to look at the wine and assess its color and other characteristics. I was quite surprised to learn that she has an amazing nose. She could smell anything and everything. I’m jealous because my nose doesn’t work quite as well as I’d like it to.

We went out and socialized for the remainder of the evening. It was a party day. It was also the first day snow began to accumulate.