I have no idea why I chose this title for this blog entry. Just as some people pick an accessory and decorate around it, I often pick a title and then decorate with words below it. Typically, however, I have something in mind when picking the title.
In this case, not only am I ‘Stripped of Joy,’ I am also stripped of memory. My guess is this is a direct result of the socialite glow I acquired while at an Aussie Wine Pairing with Rated R, Electric Vibe, BioMom, Sleepless and Live Longer.
After a very successful wine blending event nearly three years ago – where Rated R, BioMom and I met some nice (straight, but we totally thought they were gay) men and invited them to the stoop for more drinking – we decided it was again time to grace a fine dining establishment with our presence while gracing our stomachs and livers with a decadent pairing of rich foods and fine wines. With Rated R’s birthday around the corner we needed no further justification.
The ambiance and company was great. The food was good and the wine was flowing. As we moved from one flight to the next we noticed all of the wines were highly fortified, which was causing some to not finish their glasses. Being that I was not the designated driver, and always willing to take one (or two or three) for the team, I helped finish off several.
Once we (I) finished their pairing, we returned to my house for a pairing of a dry red and M&Ms. Stripped of joy? I think not! Stripped of memory? I have a feeling I know why!