Monday, July 20, 2009
Last Saturday I went wine tasting in Temecula's wine country with baby brother, JuJuBeez, Lop and Shasta. L and her wonderful hubby the Marine met us, which was a good thing because they are members of Ponte's wine club, so we got to go to the reserve room and sample wine. I have to make a confession. I am not a wine drinker. *hangs head in shame* I am a port drinker though. Yum, yum. Ponte's port was fabulous but as I was the designated driver I only had 3 of my 6 samples. Very, very sad.
It was hotter than Hades on Saturday and I do not do well in the heat. My face sweats like someone who has just run a 26 mile marathon and I have only popped a cork. Damn my mom and her sweaty genes. Shasta and JuJuBeez when they get together definitely cross every line you can think of. Their husbands just shake their heads and hope no one is listening. Balls, camel toes, boobs, sex...they will talk about anything. And, damn, can they belch. I have never had my name called while someone is belching at the same time.
After Ponte, we went to Mount Palomar winery and then for dinner ended up at Wilson Creek, and then being the wild and crazy party animals we are, went back to my place and JuJuBeez promptly passed out on the couch and the rest of us pretended to watch TV with our eyes closed. At 9:00 at night we went to Coldstone for ice cream where I spent $14 on 3 dishes of ice cream. Okay, was the milk that provided the ice cream imported from fancy schmancy cows who live in fur lined stalls and emit no methane producing farts or something. Argghhh. See. Now I sound like a geezer belly aching about the price of things. Pretty soon I will tell my grandson I walked 5 miles to school in snow and hail...and I grew up in the San Fernando Valley.
There are about 20 or so wineries in Temecula. I think I am going to have fun exploring the rest of them. Any port in a storm as they say. Or any good sherry at least.
Posted by Happy Hour...Somewhere at 4:36 PM