This Wino Wednesday post was inspired by my new house pour….Yellow Tail Shiraz-Cabernet. So delicious. So inexpensive. So worth my time. So worth sharing. (Photo is courtesy of the Yellow Tail website.)

I had a lovely evening drinking wine and hanging out with a friend (who, by the way, brought me dinner). We enjoyed a few glasses of wine. And by few, I mean heavy handed pours of my house wine. My friend and I chatted. We laughed. Friend left my house.

Then the worst thing EVER happened.

I went upstairs to wash my face. I set my phone  on the bathroom counter. Hell, I’m never more than two feet away from it. I reached over to grab it. It slipped out of my hands. It fell on my cushy bathroom rug.

It shattered.

And left me with this face…

Suddenly I hate my hands for being slippery. I hate my iPhone for being fragile. I hate my bathroom rug for not being made of feathers. I hate my iPhone cover for not protecting it. I hate my iPhone for leaving glass shards in my hand. I hate drinking for causing clumsiness.

I hate…wait, I don’t hate anything!

Shit happens. (Although I still think the sad look in the photo is justified.)

Now I just wonder what I did before I had this piece of equipment. Hell, it’s only been in my life for a few years but it feels like I couldn’t live without it. Is there anything you have that you can’t imagine surviving without (besides other human beings)?

P.S. For those who care, I have an appointment at the Apple store to get  a replacement at 10:10 am today. Twelve hours is long enough for me to be without this appendage.

Wino Wednesday…this weekly feature is designed to share my wine alcohol related stories.

This Wino Wednesday post was inspired by a flavor I hate…raisins.

Sauternes are sweet wines. Raise your hand if you’ve tried them. Now if you actually raised your hand or thought about it, you need a reminder. I can’t see you.

Anyhow, back to sauternes. I don’t like them. Partly because they are made by procrastinators. People who were too lazy to turn that grape into something delicious. Instead they wait and only have raisins to work with. Moldy ones too. Also known as noble rot. Noble my ass. That stuff is simply rotten.

I don’t understand how a perfect delicious grape can shrivel up into a raisin and  change completely. Both in the fruit form and the wine form, I hate raisins. Oh, I also hate the smell of them.

Therefore I am taking it upon myself to nag all winemakers forever. They need to stay on top of their grapes. Don’t let them turn into raisins. It’s a shame for everyone involved. Especially for me.

Wino Wednesday…this weekly feature is designed to share my wine related stories.