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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Monday, May 25, 2015
Sunday, May 24, 2015
May 24: National Scavenger Hunt Day
So the question was, what was I going to go on a scavenger hunt for?
The answer: Wine!! (Because tomorrow is National Wine Day)
Not just any type of wine, but my second favorite, Moscato. (My first favorite is Prosecco, but that can be a little expensive.)
I am often overwhelmed by the alcohol choices. I'm sure people don't think I'm old enough to be shopping for alcohol (I look young) and because I probably look awkward in the alcohol aisle.
Do you see that brown thing at the bottom of the photo? Yes, that is my bread sticking out of the grocery cart. In my picture taking haste, I apparently wasn't focused on quality.
And remember, I live in Oregon, so hard alcohol is not sold in grocery stores. This is ALL wine.
Now you understand why I had to go on a scavenger hunt to find my Moscato.
And here it is, sweet sweet Moscato!
The answer: Wine!! (Because tomorrow is National Wine Day)
Not just any type of wine, but my second favorite, Moscato. (My first favorite is Prosecco, but that can be a little expensive.)
I am often overwhelmed by the alcohol choices. I'm sure people don't think I'm old enough to be shopping for alcohol (I look young) and because I probably look awkward in the alcohol aisle.
| Sorry this photo is blurry, I didn't want someone to see me taking a picture and think I am awkward. |
| And there was a whole other aisle. This is a small town grocery store we are talking about. |
Do you see that brown thing at the bottom of the photo? Yes, that is my bread sticking out of the grocery cart. In my picture taking haste, I apparently wasn't focused on quality.
And remember, I live in Oregon, so hard alcohol is not sold in grocery stores. This is ALL wine.
Now you understand why I had to go on a scavenger hunt to find my Moscato.
And here it is, sweet sweet Moscato!
Saturday, May 9, 2015
May 9: National Lost Sock and Moscato Day
I love socks. I love underwear more. But I still love socks.
But there is nothing worse than a lost sock.
Two months ago, I visited my friends at Disneyland and came home with the cutest pair of pretzel socks. Or so I thought.
However, I thought I only came home with one sock. After texting all of them, no one claimed to have seen it. At first, I was a little suspicious that one of them might have been wearing my pretzel sock but then I figured no one would wear just one pretzel sock. But then I remembered my friend Courtney only wears mis-matched socks, as in she just grabs two random socks and slides her feet into them. She seemed like the most likely victim. However, I wasn't going to interrogate her.
Luckily I didn't interrogate her because two weeks later my mom found my missing pretzel sock hiding behind the washing machine. (Sorry I blamed you in my head Courtney.)
Always look behind the washing machine if you are missing a sock.
We are going to make National Lost Sock Day fun. I'm holding a contest. If you can guess how many pairs of socks I own, I will send you a brand new pair of socks. The thing is, I have to get 10 comments on this post by 5/25/15. So leave me a comment of how many pairs of socks you think I own. The closest one, wins!
If I really had lost the mates to all these socks, I would be tragically sad. These are some of my favorite socks.
Hint: At one time in my life, I owned around 100 pairs of underwear. I don't own quite that number of pairs of socks, so it's lower than 100.
Ready, Set, Guess!
Also, it's National Moscato Day. Moscato wine happens to be my favorite type of wine! It's sweet and it's good. And sometimes you can find it in the clearance section of Winco! Why anyone would discount this wine, I don't know.
But there is nothing worse than a lost sock.
Two months ago, I visited my friends at Disneyland and came home with the cutest pair of pretzel socks. Or so I thought.
However, I thought I only came home with one sock. After texting all of them, no one claimed to have seen it. At first, I was a little suspicious that one of them might have been wearing my pretzel sock but then I figured no one would wear just one pretzel sock. But then I remembered my friend Courtney only wears mis-matched socks, as in she just grabs two random socks and slides her feet into them. She seemed like the most likely victim. However, I wasn't going to interrogate her.
Luckily I didn't interrogate her because two weeks later my mom found my missing pretzel sock hiding behind the washing machine. (Sorry I blamed you in my head Courtney.)
Always look behind the washing machine if you are missing a sock.
We are going to make National Lost Sock Day fun. I'm holding a contest. If you can guess how many pairs of socks I own, I will send you a brand new pair of socks. The thing is, I have to get 10 comments on this post by 5/25/15. So leave me a comment of how many pairs of socks you think I own. The closest one, wins!
| Note: These are not lost socks. I just decided to display some of my cute socks. |
Hint: At one time in my life, I owned around 100 pairs of underwear. I don't own quite that number of pairs of socks, so it's lower than 100.
Ready, Set, Guess!
Also, it's National Moscato Day. Moscato wine happens to be my favorite type of wine! It's sweet and it's good. And sometimes you can find it in the clearance section of Winco! Why anyone would discount this wine, I don't know.
Wednesday, February 18, 2015
February 18: National Drink Wine Day
Funny story, luckily I checked to see what National Day it was before I posted this blog post. I thought it was National Love Your Pet Day, but it turns out, that isn't until February 20. I gave my cat lots of attention and took all these photos of her.
Turns out, it's National Drink Wine Day. So here it is, almost 11 at night, and I rush down stairs and yell "Quick, I need to drink some wine." Luckily, there was an open bottle and I was able to drink some which reminded me of a funny story. Almost two years ago I was on my way back from Europe. On the plane, they had given me a free mini bottle of wine, but I hadn't gotten around to drinking it yet. Back in the United States, we had to go through security again, and my mini bottle of wine was over the allotted ounces! Good thing I suddenly remembered! I went into the corner, drank that mini bottle of wine, and then I went through security. Good thinking, JazzyJ, good thinking.
Anyways, here's a picture of the wine I drank.
Good thing is, I now have plenty of photos to share of my cat in a few days. Check back February 20 to learn why my kitty is sometimes called "Clearance Kitty."
Turns out, it's National Drink Wine Day. So here it is, almost 11 at night, and I rush down stairs and yell "Quick, I need to drink some wine." Luckily, there was an open bottle and I was able to drink some which reminded me of a funny story. Almost two years ago I was on my way back from Europe. On the plane, they had given me a free mini bottle of wine, but I hadn't gotten around to drinking it yet. Back in the United States, we had to go through security again, and my mini bottle of wine was over the allotted ounces! Good thing I suddenly remembered! I went into the corner, drank that mini bottle of wine, and then I went through security. Good thinking, JazzyJ, good thinking.
Anyways, here's a picture of the wine I drank.
Good thing is, I now have plenty of photos to share of my cat in a few days. Check back February 20 to learn why my kitty is sometimes called "Clearance Kitty."
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