Sometimes, I swear, I just really scare myself.
Take yesterday for example. It was a good day. I got up early (not so good), spent some time talking with friends (always good) then splurged with a day of "beauty". (well, tryin' anyway)
I got home and decided a nice, quiet evening with a book was in order. I fixed a big batch of pasta and veggies and went to open a bottle of wine.
Here's where I need the help.
I couldn't get the flippin' corkscrew to work. Seriously. I've probably opened over a thousand bottles of wine in my time, but last night you'da thought I was some kind of novice. After some struggle I'm sure I looked more like a desperate wino. I actually had the thought I could just break the damned neck off and strain the glass out.
I finally got some give in the cork. Ohhh it's comin'. I can feel it. WooHoo.
So I twisted.
I pulled.
I twisted some more.
Than - all of a sudden - POP.
and WHAP.
Right in my face.
I have a lovely mark now.....I'm just not sure how I'll explain this one.
Good thing it's a long weekend.........
But damn - it sure was good wine!
Posted by Tammi at July 2, 2006 09:49 AM | TrackBackSorry I haven't been around as much, my blog surfing is all done from the internet cafe in half hour slots, sucks much! I haven't forgotten about you though! Hope all is well, I still miss Tito!
Posted by: Sean at July 2, 2006 11:27 AM