The last of the wine shipments arrived.
I've spent the past week opening boxes of wine that have been appearing with alarming regularity at our front door to put them away in the wine fridges (one for white, one for red). These are the souvenirs from the Napa trip with Kellie. We're storing her wine till she picks up her wine fridge later this month.
Sweet Buddha, why did no one stop us from ordering when it was clear that we were in our cups? We knew the credit cards had been been wounded but we had no idea that they required resuscitation! The final tally from 3 days in Napa? Seven and a half cases. 88 bottles.
On the other hand, the wine fridges are stocked full and inviting. So inviting that as I finished putting the bottles away, I glanced at the clock and said wistfully to Hubby: "Is it too early to have wine?'
Hubby turned, eyes wide. "It's never too early to have wine." Such a good husband.
We consumed three bottles with help from several friends, but this is okay. A half case of Skywalker Ranch's Viandante del Cielo (no, really, I'm totally serious. His wine is not required to speak his dialogue and is therefore enjoyable) is due to arrive next week and shortly thereafter, a case of Parcel 41 Merlot.
We will need to drink faster or find more friends to help us to make room in the fridges.