Had a slightly crappy day at work, but had half-ish a bottle of wine after work. I win. (Went to 3 grocery stores to find Apothic White, which I had for the first time on Sunday. Bought out the store’s supply of the wine, which was a mere 2 bottles. Is it wrong to say that I never felt more grownup than I did hefting two bottles of wine thru the grocery store? Eh, don’t tell me, I don’t care).
Mmmm.