Mmmmmm, I am wrapped in a fleece blanket nursing a wine and dessert hangover. I don't normally drink as much as I did last night. Wine knows how to creep up on me. Our new neighbors invited us to their wine and dessert party. I was intrigued about the dessert part. But Carrie, our neighbor, made homemade blackberry wine. Woah! I was even more intrigued.
Ben and I had planned to get up this fine Sunday morning and go surfing. After surfing we planned to go jogging on the Rhododendron trail at the Redwood State Park.
I will give you the scene on what is happening instead. Ben just stumbled out of bed. His hair looks like someone had teased it into an afro. He is grinding coffee, gurgling water, and brushing off his shoulders from our heavy night of homemade baklava and blackberry wine. I, well I am just wrapped in my fleece blanket with cold toes and a chilly nose.
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