A casual gathering of women for some wine tasting. She proceeded to tell me that she is not a wine drinker, but a wine taster. I then went on to tell her that I too would like to become a wine taster.
2. half the gals bring tasty snacks
3. tasting and gossip are mandatory
between the hospital, the barn, the laundry, the kids, the dog, the Mr. Miller, the cleaning, the weeds, the grass, the dust, the buying, the pricing, the driving, the watering.... yikes must I go on... as you can tell I need a taste.
remember this display. the adorable red chairs. All Fall down.
Ashley opened the store and they were all over the place.
Good God. So when I got there at 5:30... oh boy what a surprise...
as I mentioned above... just a taste.
So Jane, Sara, Pam and Sarah ... sorry I missed you and sorry for that mess.
Did you ever find my house?? I hope you let the dog out if you did.