It dawned on me, as I labored away this past weekend - trying to get my tomatoes planted - that I am shallow. I read gardening posts about plants chosen through careful and thorough research; making sure that money is well and wisely spent on plants suited to flourish in the correct Zone and all. I, however, choose my plants strictly on how their name strikes me at the time. Mountain Magic, Big Mama, Black Krim, Bloody Butcher. I choose my wine the same way - by label. If there's poultry or livestock on it, it's in my basket. It may taste like pelican piss, but oh, that label!
As to regression. During the usual hysteria of trying to transform from barn slob to reasonable working person this morning, I lost precious moments as I went through the gamut of skirts (garb strange enough on my person that it causes the hair on Lovey's back to stand straight up). I started with a knee length number, but realized it accentuated the large skinned patch on my knee. I switched to a below-the-knee version, but realized I had a large, crusty scratch on my upper shin. I swished out of the house with an ankle-length skirt in hippie tie-dye. What the heck, the clowns are still in session and no one will notice. It was like rocketing back in time to when I was 8 and continually sported bruises, scrapes and cuts.
I shudder to think what comes next.
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Ha-a scraped shin is a sign of a life well lived.
Isn't it??
I have lots o'wrinkles because of too much time spent outdoors. I wouldn't trade it for the world.
Heck, I would have gone with the knee length version and considered the (no doubt well-earned) wounds conversation starters. All who noticed would have been jealous of the full, enjoyable life you lead!
i don't have a shin that isn't scraped!
Don't wine labels have the CRAZIEST names these days? It wouldn't surprise me if there isn't one called Pelican Piss.
Your post made me laugh! I am guilty of doing some of the same things....wine with cute critters or pretty pictures often win out over boring ones. Although, I do look for a flavor profile but it has to have a good pic to go with it! ;-) I often opt for jeans when I have a spot on my legs (even if others may not even see it)....or...to hide my blindingly white legs. lol And, I won't buy skirts that go above the knees because I just don't like how my knees look.
Poor Lovey, it must look like you are going over to the Dark Side.
https://wineandfoodmusings.wordpress.com/bizarre-and-funny-wine-names/
What more can i say.....
Leggings solve all the skirt problems.
Susan,
Don't shave your legs, that will throw them for loop. LOL!!!
Teasing!!!
I think, I would have pulled on a pair of dress pants and ran out the door.
You make me laugh I had to wear long pants to the city to cover all the bruises on my legs. Yep that is all:) Hug b
Haha. I actually stopped reading a really good farm blog recently just because the amount of thought and effort the blogger put into plant selection started making me feel too hopeless and guilty. I'm much more likely to pick seeds based on the picture on the front of the package. And when was the last time any seeds of mine actually met soil anyway? 2010? 2011? I guess there was that naturally colored cotton fiasco in 2014, but that just proves my point right? Zone? What's that?
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