Ever feel the urge to pick up a bottle of wine and throw it against the wall so it shatters?
No? So it's just me, then?
Well, of course I'd prefer it be an empty bottle, but I mean some fresh, shattering glass to get out your frustrations? Like when your child refuses to go to bed, AGAIN. And gets up crazy early, AGAIN. And is a really good girl all day, but at night is quite the opposite. And forces you to say something totally ridiculous like, 'If you don't go to bed RIGHT NOW you will not be allowed to play outside in the snow tomorrow!' (Yes, it's snowing here in NC. It's a Christmas miracle! Not really, but you get me -- right?)
Sigh. Seriously. That kind of night. So instead of throwing my bottle of vino, I'm about to crack it open. And if you've never heard of this brand before, I suggest you look into it [though their website leaves a little to be desired, but hey, it's good wine.] It's quite ah-proh-poh. (heh heh, sure, that's how you spell it!)
And since my loving husband neglected to pick up something sweet for me as he stopped at Walmart on the way home (Love you, hunny. Good thing you don't read this!) I got to dive into the baker's chocolate again tonight. Fun stuff. Hard as a rock, might break a tooth on it, but I want chocolate, d@mnnit. And if I don't get some I might have to double up on my happy pills. And I'm not sure that's a good idea. Or maybe it is ... sweet dreams, all!