This day is dedicated to my Dad, Rod. (Not Rob or Ron or Rog). R - O - D. His name gets confused very often. He introduces himself, emphasizing the D on Rod, and the person will say, "Ron, nice to meet you." I was at a scholarship event once and they had pre-printed name tags. I had emailed my parent's names ahead of time. They still got my Dad's name wrong. We knew several people there and my dad was so embarrassed.
Anyways, my dad is a lover of wine. You seriously have no idea. He lives for wine. I should probably count the number of bottles he owns. Note: This is making him sound like an alcoholic. My dad is NOT an alcoholic, he just has fine taste in wine and enjoys collecting (and drinking) it. He is a responsible drinker.
So I celebrated by having some Moscato.
This is not my dad. (He's not that old.) This is my Grandpa. We are on top of the Switzerland Alps having a drink of wine. (It might have been champagne but it's close enough.)
So happy National Wine Day, this day is for you daddy!
I couldn't actually find a picture of my dad and I drinking wine. Strange.
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