I am en-caffeinating myself, and hoping it will actually wake me up. I have stuff to do today, dang it. I slept kind of badly, partly b/c my nose kept getting stuffed up and I would wake up because I couldn't, you know, *breathe,* and partly b/c my dreams were annoying. One dream I had involved me posting a long rant to LJ about how broke I was right now, including my credit card balance and credit available, along with how much I have in my bank account right now. (The funny -- or sad -- part is that the amounts were correct. I think I need to stop obsessing about my finances.)
Need to take a walk today, and then I'm volunteering at the big-ass wine festival downtown. The "Grand Tasting" is tonight -- 150 wineries, with 600 wines that a person could taste, if such a thing were possible. The tasting is $60, which is actually reasonable for that much wine (as well as lots of finger food, small dessert-y things, and lots of coffee), AND half of that goes to charity. However, if a person volunteers to work a 2-hour shift (handing out glasses, checking IDs, etc.), that person can taste wine to her heart's content during the remainder of the time, all for $0.
The tricksy part for me this year is that my shift is the second half of the evening, which means I can taste wine for about an hour *before* my shift. That means I REALLY need to exercise moderation and not get shitfaced, because I don't think the organizers would appreciate me showing up to work my shift if I can't even stand up.
I know, exercising moderation in tasting wine shouldn't be difficult for an adult. And that's true, if you're not me. But faced with all that (mostly) good wine, my id kicks in and says "Want!!! Want!!! All of it!!! ALL OF IT!!!!"
I know, exercising moderation in tasting wine shouldn't be difficult for an adult. And that's true, if you're not me. But faced with all that (mostly) good wine, my id kicks in and says "Want!!! Want!!! All of it!!! ALL OF IT!!!!"
Dude, me too.
Mine is the laziest ass of them all, but I'm OK with that. What I've done today: woken up, eaten breakfast (Tom made steelcut oatmeal, YUM), sipped coffee, sat my laziest ass on the couch and watched The Phantom Gourmet, HGTV, and the Food Network. Somehow this has gotten our appetites going so Tom is currently making egg drop soup and TJ's pork pot stickers.
We are also watching the weather outside with some amusement, because it's just going from nothing to rain to big wet flakes, and not sticking, so it's different every time we look a the sky.
I am still in my pajamas.
I find the best way to moderate in that kind of environment is to a pick a type of wine and tast only wones of that type. plus stick to tasteing rules - not drinking rules. and eat. you want to find wines you really want to and can buy.
good luck and have fun.
The laziness of my ass begins officially....now.
Had a good morning at the Inn...but still...working on the weekend...ew.
Now, I have the rest of the day, tomorrow and Monday ahead of me.
First order of business? NAP!! wootitoot.
Then a big Bartleby-walk and wanton laziness before heading out to the DC film festival. Good-times.
All varieties of ~ma and brackets to all and sundry who need/want them.
I'll see all y'all Bitches in my dreams.
I find the best way to moderate in that kind of environment is to a pick a type of wine and tast only wones of that type. plus stick to tasteing rules - not drinking rules. and eat. you want to find wines you really want to and can buy.
Oh, yeah. I *am* going to behave, I swear. I only have an hour to taste wine, so I'm going to scope out the wines that I *really* want to try, and I'll just sip (and then possibly even spit), instead of actually, you know, DRINKING the full amount they pour.
And I plan to have a nice big dinner before I leave to go down there.
What food is best for soaking up booze in your tummy? Breads?
From Traverse City, huh? Hey, maybe it's P-C who almost had a new republican boyfriend!
Gay capital of the Midwest.
Hee. I'll cop to knowing nothing whatsoever about Traverse City, besides the name which has always sounded vaguely western to me. OTOH, the cruising theory just got a little more solid. So to speak.
What food is best for soaking up booze in your tummy? Breads?
I firmly believe (if the booze = wine) that it's good-quality bread with a hard crust and a chewy interior, esp. if eaten with a slice or twelve of fine, aged cheese.
However, if it's just rotgut you're pounding, best to go for the WonderBread option. It's like a booze sponge.
I know, exercising moderation in tasting wine shouldn't be difficult for an adult. And that's true, if you're not me. But faced with all that (mostly) good wine, my id kicks in and says "Want!!! Want!!! All of it!!! ALL OF IT!!!!"
Dude, me too.
Me, three. I would be the same to a lesser extent at a brownie tasting event, or a pasta tasting event. Those things do make you feel full, and don't weaken your resolve in the same chemical way, but still--I'd be id girl.
Are you driving, Teppy? That would worry me more than being shitfaced for my shift.
