I think I am going to be MIA for most of the week. I have my first deadline for this term on Thursday and I still have a LOT of work to do. The birthday bash was super fun. I had a margarita that I fell in love with - but after 3, I still can’t tell you what was in it. Everyone loved Trebol, and I think we drank our weight in booze.

The party ended up at the casa. Now, the hallmark of a good night is that I don’t remember part of it. And ladies and gents, I don’t remember going to bed at all. The last thing I remember was drinking my wine, sitting on the porch. My BIL smuggled some wine back from South America for me, one being a bottle called “Gato Negro” —and I fucking drank it but was too intoxicated to remember why I liked it. I also apparently bought the Rent soundtrack for some reason while I was blitzed. Oh well, now D can listen to me sing Seasons of Love over and over and over again.

The vineyard was amazing. D and Manderpants and I had a blast tasting the estate wines, talking to the people who owned the place, and I found a Chardonnay I actually liked. Because Amanda and I are total dorks, we joined the wine club. Huzzah! And I bought quite a bit of their wine. It’s going to be saved for special occasions, because I’m good like that.

The presents I got were amazing. Mom bought me a necklace, and gave me some casssshhh to help out. She hates giving us money, but I promised her I would buy something nice with it —- so I bought wine. She appreciated it. Amandapants bought me a cool purple plant, and we are going to take a class together at New Space in the fall - her treat. I can’t wait! Chris bought me wine and these really cute bowls (picture forthcoming)…. I think my friends think I’m a lush ! Ahhh… gotta love being a wino.

We got some bad news about the car. D noticed that our tires are shot…and I mean undrivable. So we are carless until we can get some new tires put on the damn thing. Can I just tell you, I will be really happy when July is over with. This month sucked sooooo hard. But, on a good note, I gotta lot of booze.

I hope your week goes well. To my Seton Hill kids - write on!