When the Winey Hubby and I were first married, we lived in North Carolina. He was getting his law degree at the time and while we didn’t have much time (or money for that matter!) to get away, we did manage a weekend trip or two. One of our absolute favorites was a drive to…
I am all for waiting until AFTER Thanksgiving to haul out the Christmas decor. But that’s about it: I barely give it 24 hours until I start decking the halls. In fact, it is a Winey Family tradition that the day after Thanksgiving, we all (and by all I mean the dogs as well) head…
Each November, for the past 3 years, I have gone to a wine tasting. Big deal, you say, aren’t you a wine blogger? Not much of a stretch there, huh? Well, true, but this tasting is a special one. It’s put on by our West Point Parents Club and is actually a big fundraiser for…
If you are a person of my age bracket (last of the baby boomers…), when you hear the word “sledgehammer” my guess is you flash back to the 80’s and the song by Peter Gabriel. “I want to be your sledgehammer, Why don’t you call my name..” If you are also like me, you now…
Isn’t it funny how you remember certain things about certain events? In my case, I am talking about the wine (big surprise there). The Winey Hubby and I have been married for 28 years (I was, um, a child bride, yeah, that’s it, a child bride), and while all of our anniversary celebrations have been…
You know those days when you are running around catering to the needs of your very busy children who cannot drive yet? You coach, you carpool, you run a bake sale, you carpool, you volunteer at school, you carpool. It seems as if you never leave the car or get a chance to relax at home….
I have a confession to make. Don’t judge me. But — I have been buying Christmas gifts since August. OK, I know that sounds horribly annoying. And I would happily choke someone who says “I’ve had my Christmas shopping done since Labor Day”. And yes, I would choke them with a string of Christmas…
I am not a selfish person. I truly don’t mind sharing things. I share the bathroom with the Winey Hubby, and really, we have no problems there. I share my wine with friends – again, no problems. I share my advice with the Winey Children – um, OK, maybe not a problem free experience, but I…
I don’t know about all of you, but I have a wine storage problem. And no, it’s not because my state of the art wine cellar is overflowing. (Don’t I wish.) It’s because my winey little wine rack can only hold bottles of a certain sized bottom. I will now direct you to the actual, unretouched photo of…
As many of you may know, I am the Winey Mom of a West Point Cadet. GO ARMY! BEAT NAVY! (Sorry, that phrase is actually required of us once a day. Especially now that college football season is upon us.) Well, lo and behold, the time has flown by and now the Winey Cadet is…
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