So after a busy summer, The Winey Nest is empty once again. The Winey Daughter is safely ensconced in her second year at college. The Winey Son has some new digs in Texas. It’s just me, The Winey Hubby and The Winey Dog (more on the dog in the future 🙂 I was talking with…
The Winey Family’s OfficialBrutus Buckeye Having now lived in Ohio for over 25 years, specifically Cleveland, I can honestly say that it’s a wonderful place to live and work and raise your family. The only drawback that I can see (and no, in my Winey World, snow is NOT a drawback) is that sometimes, our…
I give you proof that my family is made from ice cream.This is the FIRST place the Winey Hubby and WineyDaughter went upon boarding our cruise shipthis past Spring break. We hadn’t even left port yet. I am a loner in the Winey Household. At least, I stand alone when it comes to the ice…
I give you proof that my family is made from ice cream.This is the FIRST place the Winey Hubby and WineyDaughter went upon boarding our cruise shipthis past Spring break. We hadn’t even left port yet. I am a loner in the Winey Household. At least, I stand alone when it comes to the ice…
Recently I have been on a journey with The Winey Daughter and The Winey Hubby. OK, a few journeys. To look at colleges. Lots of colleges. And to take many college tours. LOTS of college tours. I can now intelligently discuss meal plans, dorm rooms vs suites, big vs. small, majors, minors AND I can…
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 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 love to cook. Please note I did not say bake. The Winey Daughter is the baker. She loves to measure and stir and decorate. I do not. However, give me a stove top, some olive oil, balsamic vinegar, herbs and some sort of meat/poultry thing-y (I cannot, sadly, do fish or the Winey Hubby…
I love to cook. Please note I did not say bake. The Winey Daughter is the baker. She loves to measure and stir and decorate. I do not. However, give me a stove top, some olive oil, balsamic vinegar, herbs and some sort of meat/poultry thing-y (I cannot, sadly, do fish or the Winey Hubby…
You see it time and time again. Siblings who are nothing alike. From eye color to food preferences, they could have come from totally different parents. Take the Winey Children for instance. The Winey Son is a winey mini-me. (OK, as much as a 6’3″ kid can be called mini. Or me.) Line his baby pics up…
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