i came to get hurt
i have had a bottle of sauv blanc and a couple of glasses of processco prosecco (for toasts) at L's birthday party and I am at that liminal stage where I feel no pain but can't yet go to sleep. party was fun. new people were interesting and seemed to like me (I don't believe people like me, but L says they do and empirical evidence shows they don't mind hanging out with me again so I don't know. Maybe?) and they liked the mini cheesecakes and the anecdotes about my grandfather's homemade wine.
Speaking of, while I was at KH's for the party, dad and Dom callled - Aunt Joan died today. My dad's oldest(? I think? Maybe Aunt Betty was oldest? But i think Aunt Joan) sister. She was 97? 98? Something like that. Oldest of grandpa's first wife's kids. only daddy and aunt lucia left - grandma's kids (my actual grandma = third wife, though hopefully he divorced the second wife from Philly. Big family scandal long after the fact.) Long full life. Always looked fantastic, one of my favorite people, wonderful lady, always had time for us and always helped my dad out with grandma and aunt jean in those final, terrible years. I hadn't seen her in a couple of years, though, since she was very fragile post-95.
poor L. Her birthday now just makes me think of people dying. ugh. wine helps though. definitely recommend wine, even if i am a philistine who won't drink red (unless doctored to become sangria or mulled wine) because it smells/tastes like musty basement. i also don't like chardonnay, so not all white wines are pleasing to me. but sauv blanc = two thumbs way up. mmmm....good...
i don't even know. i should probably go to bed.
*hands*
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Speaking of, while I was at KH's for the party, dad and Dom callled - Aunt Joan died today. My dad's oldest(? I think? Maybe Aunt Betty was oldest? But i think Aunt Joan) sister. She was 97? 98? Something like that. Oldest of grandpa's first wife's kids. only daddy and aunt lucia left - grandma's kids (my actual grandma = third wife, though hopefully he divorced the second wife from Philly. Big family scandal long after the fact.) Long full life. Always looked fantastic, one of my favorite people, wonderful lady, always had time for us and always helped my dad out with grandma and aunt jean in those final, terrible years. I hadn't seen her in a couple of years, though, since she was very fragile post-95.
poor L. Her birthday now just makes me think of people dying. ugh. wine helps though. definitely recommend wine, even if i am a philistine who won't drink red (unless doctored to become sangria or mulled wine) because it smells/tastes like musty basement. i also don't like chardonnay, so not all white wines are pleasing to me. but sauv blanc = two thumbs way up. mmmm....good...
i don't even know. i should probably go to bed.
*hands*
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