Ok, I know that I can’t really complain about the heat, not when folks in Texas have gone through 200 degree days but still – it is really hot here. It’s 9 AM and my house is already 80 degrees, with 95 degrees predicted for later in the day.
I’m a bit hard of hearing, what with all the fans blowing directly into my ears over the last few days, so I probably won’t hear the tiny violins that you all will be pulling out for me. I know, I know, nobody likes a whiner.
I guess one good thing about the heat is that I don’t sleep very deeply and I remember my dreams when I wake up. I had a great one last night about Bradley Whitford, from West Wing (my current crush du jour, move over Keith Olbermann) and some fine California cheese and Washington wines – it was a wine tasting dream, poolside somewhere in SoCal. Sadly though his lovely wife, Jane, was not in the dream. Oh Darn.
Alright, I digress. Seriously. But that’s about as good as it gets with little sleep, high heat and a dream about cheese. What does any of this have to do with homemaking, you rightly ask? Not a gosh-darn thing. Oh, but Columbia Winery’s Cellarmaster Riesling really is tasty and reasonably priced. Try it with some Monterery Jack.