We're talking about your name? What on earth? I'm going from the avatar pic to a link to a posting name. Where am I? Who am I? Laughing like hell
here. When someone figures this stuff out, do let me know. Explain it in simple terms please.
A friend of mine used to carry around a box of wine with her everywhere she went. Always. It became just her thing. She always had her box of wine
wherever she was. If not drinking it right then it would still be with her though.
Then one day she just stopped after years.
I thought it was kinda cool because whenever she was around I always knew there was some wine to drink and it was pretty good too, for wine in a box.
It was a desperate measure, I can't drink Cali wines because the preservatives send my fibromyalgia to hell, Aussie and NZ wines are it, all Walmart
had was a horrible Australian wine that when back home there I would have used to poison my nemesis, but after my work week it was either call 911 or
buy it. (am interstate for work)
My idea of a wild night nowadays is said half glass by 730 pm, when I make it to the full glass at 9pm, I am slumped asleep on your shoulder.
I'm at 3/4s so my weekly visit for date night with nightstar in the shed will be over soon.
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