A Box Of Wine
Brian and I bought our first box of wine. We’re dorks. I never thought we would have a box of wine in our fridge, but we do. Brian’s parents always have a box of wine in their fridge. One Sunday while we were house sitting for them, we decided to stay awhile and watch a movie and just hang out. We had dinner and drank a glass of wine. Then we had another glass and another until the first opened box of wine was gone. We decided we were having a good time so we opened another box, this one was Sangria. It was yummy and very sweet. I honestly don’t remember if we were watching TV or a movie or just sitting around, but I remember having fun. We were obviously in no condition to drive so we stayed the night.
When I woke up that next morning I thought my head was going to explode. I had the worst headache I have ever remembered having in my life. The alarm went off and I wanted to die. I shut it off completely. Work will have to wait a couple of hours. Besides, Brian has class, I just thought I would wake up with him. Well, he decided not to wake up, he skipped class. I decided that it wasn’t worth even trying to go to work. Blah! But, I had no regrets. Minus the headache, we had a good time just hanging out together. Plus, we ended up spending the day alone, doing absolutely nothing. (Except Brian did go to Jordan’s daycare for a little while because he promised he would. Other than that we didn’t do much of anything.)
Every once in awhile we have these nights. Usually not with wine, but with some beers. We sit around have some drinks and just talk about absolutely nothing. Sometimes we get into heated discussions about issues Brian likes to rant on, such as welfare. But we don’t really argue about them like we sometimes do. There are no angry exchanges about the other person’s point of view. Just a discussion. And sometimes we even come to some kind of agreement, though not often. And when we don’t agree, we conclude with the friendly agree to disagree attitude.
And there are the times we don’t discuss much of anything. We just gossip or talk about what we want to do and have in the next few days, months, years, etc. We might hang out and look up stupid things on the internet or mess around with our blogs.
These times together aren’t our most memorable nights by any means. They’re just fun and stress free nights. Of course, they generally occur on weeknights, since those are the only nights we don’t have any kids, and I usually have to wake up really early in the morning, but they’re still worth having every so often.
When I woke up that next morning I thought my head was going to explode. I had the worst headache I have ever remembered having in my life. The alarm went off and I wanted to die. I shut it off completely. Work will have to wait a couple of hours. Besides, Brian has class, I just thought I would wake up with him. Well, he decided not to wake up, he skipped class. I decided that it wasn’t worth even trying to go to work. Blah! But, I had no regrets. Minus the headache, we had a good time just hanging out together. Plus, we ended up spending the day alone, doing absolutely nothing. (Except Brian did go to Jordan’s daycare for a little while because he promised he would. Other than that we didn’t do much of anything.)
Every once in awhile we have these nights. Usually not with wine, but with some beers. We sit around have some drinks and just talk about absolutely nothing. Sometimes we get into heated discussions about issues Brian likes to rant on, such as welfare. But we don’t really argue about them like we sometimes do. There are no angry exchanges about the other person’s point of view. Just a discussion. And sometimes we even come to some kind of agreement, though not often. And when we don’t agree, we conclude with the friendly agree to disagree attitude.
And there are the times we don’t discuss much of anything. We just gossip or talk about what we want to do and have in the next few days, months, years, etc. We might hang out and look up stupid things on the internet or mess around with our blogs.
These times together aren’t our most memorable nights by any means. They’re just fun and stress free nights. Of course, they generally occur on weeknights, since those are the only nights we don’t have any kids, and I usually have to wake up really early in the morning, but they’re still worth having every so often.
Wrapped up by Jolynn at
11:58 AM
2 Comments:
The very, VERY worst hangovers of my entire life (and that's saying a lot)have come from boxed wine. It sometime tastes surprizingly good, or at surprizingly not-bad (especially by glass #3). You say to yourself, Wine in a Box is underrated! And inherently funny, like all boxed beverages! And economical enough to drink every night! Why don't they make little squeeze boxes of this stuff? Then, the next day, you realize - Wine in a Box might be inherently funny, but the joke's on you.
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Marguerite, at 2:38 PM, March 10, 2005
It does taste good. You might think that it would be bitter, but no it's so sweet. And yes a couple of glasses helps. You might have something with the squeeze boxes. That sounds like a good idea.
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Jolynn, at 2:59 PM, March 10, 2005
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