My friend Kaitlyn lives in Indiana… and she has brought to my attention the art of Wassailing. Now, I live in Colorado and have never heard of such, Wassailing, in all my years (except in a few select Christmas numbers). Ahem:
Here we come a-wassailing
Among the leaves so green,
Here we come a-wand’ring
So fair to be seen.
Love [...]
Posts Tagged ‘Wine’
Wassailing.
Posted in Simply Delightful., tagged Christmas, Jingle Bells, Singing, Wassailing, Window Shattering, Wine on December 24, 2009 | 2 Comments »
Vino.
Posted in Simply Delightful., tagged Earl's, Justification, Love, Quote, Wine on December 10, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
I love wine, and if you don’t love wine… well I’m not sure there is much hope for you. Sorry to be the bearer of bad news, but someone had to do it. I read this quote on the menu at Earl’s a few weeks ago and, honestly, it’s the best justification I’ve heard yet:
Drink [...]
All Done.
Posted in Simply Delightful., tagged Freedom, Nablopomo, Swear Words, THE END, Wine on November 30, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Today is the official end of Nablopomo. THE END, the very end. I can now enjoy 11 months of posting whenever I want and seriously reduce the amount of swear words that come out of my mouth at about 10:00 each night. Serious freedom. I honestly can’t believe I made it. I’m impressed with myself [...]
Nablopomo.
Posted in Daily Life., tagged Cupcake, Nablopomo, Ramblings, Torture, Wine on November 4, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
I’m only four days late in talking about it. You think I would have been able to pull out a semi-easy post on the fact that I have to tie myself to his here MacBook and post at least once a day this month. Daunting task, and trust me I know… I’ve already struggled through [...]
An ode to my future ex-roommate.
Posted in Daily Life., Simply Delightful., tagged Meghan, Miramont, Rommate, Underwear, Wine on August 1, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
So… when I moved in with my current roommate (last summer) I figured only one of us would make it out alive. Clearly if it had come down to it I would have lived simply because I have a sick round-house kick that would kick her lame excuse of an upper cut’s ass. However, that [...]
