Pumpkin Carving: Round 2
Friday, October 31, 2008

Yea!! We actually got around to carving our second pumpkin last night. On our recent trip to the pumpkin patch, we searched for a perfectly round pumpkin--ideal for carving the traditional jack-o-lantern, which you saw in a previous post. But we also searched long and hard for a perfectly defective pumpkin that we felt no one else would want (that's kind of how I am...I feel a little sorry for the "unchosen"). The design for this pumpkin was a little tricky due to the its unique, but very special, shape. I finally came up with an idea that was inspired by a book I recently read titled, The Bitch In the House.

So, off on a little tangent I go.

The Bitch In the House is a book comprised of essays from women who candidly discuss their experiences as wife, mother, and corporate executive, and just how complicated it can be to balance the various roles--often awarding them the title of "Supreme Bitch" of their own house. Some of the essays are incredibly hilarious, including one that I found myself relating to beyond belief and laughing hysterically out loud as I read it, alone, in a local coffee shop. Yeah, I'm a nerd.

At any rate, this woman goes on to describe a time in which she's trying unsuccessfully after a long, exhausting day, to get her kids to stop clowning around and go to sleep so she can sit down with a book and a glass of wine (oh, how I can relate) and call it a night. But her kids, like most, have other plans--plans that include bringing their mother to the brink of a near, mental breakdown (oh, how I can relate). After numerous attempts, threats, and counting to ten behind the closed bedroom door, the mother tries one final time to get the kids to do as she asks. As she calmly walks through the door one final time, she's met with a flying object thrown by her son, that hits her directly in the eye. She falls to the floor, covers her eye, and then writes, "brought to my knees, I scream like the freaking cyclops."

I don't know why, but I just really appreciate this kind of honesty. Don't we all feel like there are times in which the monster inside us is unleashed, perhaps inappropriately, in front of our children? Although, probably not my proudest moments, it does happen occasionally and I find comfort and an insane amount of humor knowing that it happens to the best of us. So, to all of my fellow monster mommies out there, I present the cyclops pumpkin.


Wine Selection: Liberty School Chardonnay
Personal Rating: ****Excellent****
Comments: Nothing has changed. This is still the best chardonnay I think I've ever had.


Best Friends
Thursday, October 30, 2008

This morning I was watching an episode of Little Einsteins with the kids which included a song about best friends. When the song was over, I turned to Wyatt and asked, "Who's your best friend?" I thought it might be interesting to hear which one of his friends he'd designate such a special title, but I was really quite shocked when he so sweetly responded, "My best friend is [slight pause] Avery."

Best friends watching Einsteins over morning milk...

...and eating blueberries in harmony
(and notice...his leg is even touching her leg...this is HUGE)

So, I suppose all of those hitting, pushing, and accidental choking ("hugging" the neck too hard) episodes I've witnessed over the past couple of months were all just a sign of affection?

Well, let's not go overboard. The same question asked tomorrow will likely yield a completely different answer. He's three; therefore, he's fickle. But I'll take it, even if only for a day.

Wine Selection: Penfolds Koonunga Hills Shiraz Cabernet
Personal Rating: ***Good***
Comments: Overall this is a pretty decent wine. It has a nice flavor, with nothing too overpowering. But there is something about the finish that's not very pleasing to my palette. I'm having a hard time putting it into words, but I guess you can just say that it goes kind of flat at the end.


Pumpkin Carving: Round 1
Monday, October 27, 2008

We carved our first pumpkin of the season last night. I'm the one usually responsible for coming up with the design and transferring the image embedded in my brain, with permanent ink, to the actual pumpkin. This year, I thought I'd take the easy route and purchase one of those stenciling kits with various designs from which to choose. I wish now that I would have relied on my trusty imagination because it's probably my least favorite of all of the pumpkins we've carved. But we were just getting warmed up with this one.

We have grand ideas for our next pumpkin (well, we will), which we fully intend to carve within the next day or so (whether or not it actually happens, of course, remains to be seen). At any rate, Wyatt enjoyed supervising every step along the way.

And when it was time to pull the guts out, he was overcome with pure joy. Even a three-year-old knows it's not everyday that you get to disembowel a pumpkin.

Stay tuned for round two...hopefully. Can you tell I'm not overly optimistic?

Wine Selection: Yalumba Barossa Bush Vine Grenache
Personal Rating: ***Good***
Comments: This wine was a gift, and it was my very first experience tasting a grenache. I was really pleased with the overall drinkability. The flavors were all so well balanced. I will definitely try this one again.


Mosier Twin Tunnels Trail

It's days like today that I'm so thankful to have a husband who suggests, and gets excited about driving 60 miles to go on a family bike ride. Yeah, he's pretty much a lunatic. And while ideas like this (they're pretty darn frequent) are usually met with a sigh, a roll of the eye, and followed by a lecture about how I hate interfering with the nap schedule, I always seem to find myself in the passenger seat headed to our next grand adventure. But by the end of the day, I'm almost always glad I agreed to come along. Eric knows this about me, which is why he pushes me so much. Today was no exception. He said he was going to take Wyatt and asked if Avery and I wanted to come along.

Nope. Too much stuff to do. And besides, I'm interested in having a little mommy/daughter time.

Of course, my answer was not the right one, and did not suffice. Needless to say, there I was--again--in the passenger seat wondering where on earth he was taking me.

Everyone knows how much I love the Columbia River Gorge, but have I mentioned how breathtaking it is in the fall? Driving the Historic Columbia River Highway (built in early 1900's) is always one of my favorite activities. Before I ever lived in the Pacific Northwest, I was enamored with its beauty. I'd see pictures in calendars of old, narrow highways that curved along steep cliffs, guarded only by a delicate, white picket fence--the roadway enveloped in mossy trees that dropped the largest, most colorful leaves in the fall. Every time I drive the historic highway, I think back to all of those pictures I saw as a child and realize that those places really do exist, and that I have the grandest fortune to relish in their greatness any time I choose!

Unbeknownst to me (at least before today), there is a 4-mile section of the Old Historic Highway that was abandoned in the 1960's (when newer, faster interstates were being built) and re-opened in the 80's to only hikers, bikers, and jogger moms like me! So, that's where we ended up today. Eric and Wyatt biked it about 4 times while I jogged (only once!) out and back with Avery in the stroller. For as many years as I've been running, I have never run on a more beautiful, scenic, spacious, well-paved trail IN MY LIFE! And the autumn colors (not to mention the views of the gorge) were absolutely amazing. The only downfall...it's 60 miles away!! It has been a very long time since I've run between 7-8 miles, but with such a beautiful landscape to keep me preoccupied, there was not a single moment in which I felt bored or out of breath. We did take a little break midway through so we could snap a few pictures and take in some of the views.

I'm so glad my husband can be such a nag sometimes. Today was truly a gift.

Wine Selection:
Big Ass Zin
Personal Rating: **Fair**
Comments: I actually thought this was a decent wine right after I uncorked the bottle, but geez, it has almost been impossible to finish off the bottle. I think I'm going to try the Big Ass Cab, but I'm afraid this is the last time I drink the zinfandel. Gosh, and the label is so stinkin' cool too.


Halloween Party: Round 1
Sunday, October 26, 2008

The OHSU Resident Family Network hosted a little Halloween party for resident and fellow families last night. We had what seemed like a billion pint-sized ghosts and goblins running wildly--behavior most likely induced by a slight overdose of the drug that inconspicuously hides behind the ever-so-trusty household label, C&H.

I think I speak for all moms of toddlers when I say that
I'm so, so, glad
that Halloween comes around only one time a year.

Since the party was actually held at the hospital, some of the spouses that were on call got to drop by and grab a bite to eat and see their kiddos in costume. It was obvious who those people were--the blue scrubs and pagers were a dead giveaway.

Wyatt (whom I'll properly refer to as "Buzz" for fear of having my arm karate-chopped) and I were the only fun people in our family to dress up for the occassion. Eric and Avery were total losers. Both of them cried at the mere suggestion of wearing a costume. But to each his own, I suppose.

Buzz hanging out with Princess Katherine
before being called to defend the galaxy.
"To infinity and beyond!"

This is what I turn into when my kids don't take their naps
...or when they decide to pull off their diaper and poop on the floor.

Buzz with a bat. This surely can't end well.
He spent nearly the rest of evening in the corner.

Wine Selection: Big Ass Zin
Personal Rating: **Fair**
Comments: I actually thought this was a decent wine right after I uncorked the bottle, but geez, it has almost been impossible to finish off the bottle. I think I'm going to try the Big Ass Cab, but I'm afraid this is the last time I drink the zinfandel. Gosh, and the label is so stinkin' cool too.

BIG SHOT of the week
Saturday, October 25, 2008

This photo was taken during our first family tide-pooling experience on the Washington Coast in June 2006. I'm so impressed with Eric's ability to capture so much detail of the sea star, and I absolutely love how the bright orange color pops against the black, textured background. A definite favorite.


Friday, October 24, 2008

Typically, talk of downsizing (especially in regard to homes and businesses) is met with feelings of angst and trepidation. Bigger is always better, right? Man isn't livin' unless he's LIVIN' LARGE. Isn't that how we've been socially conditioned to think? Well, let me tell you something... not when it comes to handbags!

Ladies and gentlemen, the day has finally come for me to literally rid myself of the extra baggage I've been toting around for the past few years-- the endless supply of diapers, wipes, bottles, sippy cups, toys, snacks, clothing, and...oh, yeah...my wallet and phone. No more.

I must admit that the transition, though exhilarating, has been a bit scary. My first thought upon opening the package (yes, I do all of my shopping online) was to slap a return label on the box and bid farewell to the purse that could have easily served as a prop on the set of "Honey, I Shrunk the Kids". But after those initial feelings of denial (that my life could even possibly be downsized so dramatically) had subsided, I started to slowly tranfer everything I "needed" from the monstrous bag that I'm sure had been mistaken for a third child on occassion, to the tiny tote. Miraculously, I not only managed to fit my wallet, phone, and car key in the bag, but I also discovered additional space for two diapers, wipes, and lip gloss. Crazy, huh? If I would've known losing 20 pounds would be so easy, I would have downsized long ago!

Oh, it's still an adjustment. But so far, I'm absolutely lovin' the simplicity and the new spring in my step that it brings. Ah, so refreshing!

Feelin' the G's.
Wednesday, October 22, 2008

We were invited to a birthday party last weekend at Pump it Up. Wyatt is certainly no stranger to clowning around on giant inflatables, but I can't say the same for his baby sister. Thanks to her daddy though, Avery finally received her first taste of what it actually feels like to have your stomach jump into your throat while zipping down a monstrous slide, and I was fortunately able to capture her poor little terrified expression on camera. But the funniest part of the picture is not how terrified she was, but how vertical her ponytail became. Man, those are some pretty serious G-forces!

(click on photo for an up-close and personal look)

Wine Selection: Boarding Pass Shiraz
Personal Rating: ****Excellent****
Comments: Everything about this wine is pleasing. It is incredibly flavorful and surprisingly smooth. The label is super cool, and best of all, it's a screw cap! Sure...call me lazy.


Small World
Monday, October 20, 2008

Eric and I had a very rare opportunity last week to escape the kids for an afternoon to enjoy some wine tasting in the Dundee Hills. The weather was gorgeous, which meant the views would be great. So, I was giddy with excitement as we left the kids in the trusted care of their grandparents. Our first stop was White Rose Winery, one of my favorites from a previous wine tasting trip.

As we were just about to finish our tasting, an older couple walked through the door. As they started their own tasting, the man had casually asked us where we drove in from, and we told them. When we asked the same of them, they replied, "Oh, we just got off the plane from Oklahoma." We found it a bit strange that the first people we would encounter on such a rare outing for us anyway would be a couple from our home state. But what we found most bizarre was that they weren't only from the Tulsa area, but from the same small town in which I grew up...good old Prattville, Oklahoma. Now that's bizarre, don't you think?

Scratching our heads from amusement, we wished the Oklahoma couple well and proceeded to the next winery on our list, Erath. As we pulled into the parking space, I noticed that the SUV we parked next to was adorned with an OSU Alumni sticker--not OSU as in the other orange and black university in Oregon, but Oklahoma State University--my alma mater! Craziness, I tell you. Of course, I tried to seek out my fellow okies, but my attempts proved futile. Oh well...on to the next winery, Bella Vida.

Apparently, great minds think alike because our OSU friends just happened to be there as well. Talk about coincidence. But I was fortunately able to seek them out this time, as the Oklahoma accent is pretty much a dead giveaway. Needless to say, it was one of those experiences that leaves you shaking your head and uttering, "Man, it is such a small world."

Our last stop was Maresh Red Barn. While we didn't meet any other folks from Oklahoma, we did meet a nice little family with a two-year-old daughter named Vanessa. The second we walked in the door, I was greeted with one of the most exciting two-year-old hugs you've ever had the pleasure of receiving. You know, the ones in which they're running toward you at lightning speed with arms stretched wide. I wish I could say that I had at least met her on at least one other occassion, but she's just very friendly apparently. She even trusted me enough to hold her purple hephalump, to which Eric curioulsy mumbled under his breath, "What the heck is a hephalump?" Sheesh. Don't men know anything?

After tasting some great wines and meeting some great people, we were afforded the additional luxury of actually enjoying dinner and conversation without interruption. Moments after being seated at our table, I glanced out the window only to see that lovely little family we met at Maresh an hour or so before, enjoying their dinner at the same restaurant out on the patio--a mere 30 miles from the place we had met them. Yeah...it's safe to say that we were starting to get a little creeped out at this point.

But anyway, it is tradition with most Asian cuisine to receive fortune cookies at the end of a meal. Eric and I had just finished a conversation about some of the struggles he has been dealing with at work the past few days. Without going into detail, I did my best to remind him of how he truly shines as a leader in such situations, and that he was selected to be Chief for a reason--all of which he already knew, but it's nice to have someone you know and love provide you with reassurance every once in a while. At any rate, the fortune cookies come along and I popped mine open immediately, eager to read the fortune. "You will inherit money and jewelry", it read. ROCK ON!!! This is my lucky day, I thought.

Because Eric doesn't have a sweet tooth and thinks that fortune cookies are nothing but BS, I took the liberty of reading his fortune for him. Interestingly his fortune read, "Your leadership talents bring you an incredible opportunity." I found it plainly obvious that the Lord was speaking to us through fortune cookies, while Eric chuckled and dismissed them--tossing his fortune on the table as he walked away. But as usual, the crazed lunatic came out in me, and now both of those fortunes are firmly affixed to our refrigerator. Hey, he knew I was loony before he married me. Now I'm just wondering if my $$$ and jewels will be arriving via UPS or US Mail.

Don't you think it's so weird when things like this happen to you? Do you think it's merely a coincidence? I personally don't believe in coincidences, which means I spend an insane amount of time trying to determine the significance of such events, fully aware that it may never be revealed to me.

Wine Selection: Les Jamelles Pinot Noir
Personal Rating: ***Good***
Comments: Wow! I think this is the first Pinot Noir that I can say I actually like. I thought I'd be a bit premature by giving it 4 stars so early in our courtship :-), but it definitely has the potential. Shelley, I can't wait to hear your opinion! (Shelley and I usually have such opposite tastes.)


BIG SHOT of the week
Sunday, October 19, 2008

Just thought I'd highlight one of Eric's flower photos this week. I'm sure you'll see many more of this type in the coming weeks, for he seems to have a natural talent for capturing a flower's vibrant colors and unique patterns or textures.

This photo has always been one of my favorites, not for the purple lupine flowers (although very delicate and beautiful), but for the interesting backdrop on which the flowers rest. The contrast in bold color is really appealing to me, and the bright green leaves (with splashes of darkness) add such a nice element of pattern and texture that my eyes are naturally drawn towards.

Eric took this photo in August 2007 on the Van Trump Trail of Mt. Rainier.


A Fall Family Favorite
Saturday, October 18, 2008

I fully intended to keep up with our blog while Eric's parents were in town, but obviously, that did not happen. As it turns out, I was too busy being spoiled by my in-laws with insane chunks of precious alone-time that I didn't worry too much about posting. I knew the blog would be waiting for me when I settled back into reality...and here I am. Back to the grind.

We had such a great visit, and we were thrilled for them to take part for the first time in one of our most anticipated family traditions--the pumpkin patch.

It's hard to believe this marked Wyatt's fourth year to pick pumpkins at Lakeview Farms. It doesn't even seem like we've lived here that long! But the train ride out to the pumpkin patch was just as exciting as ever, and this year, Wyatt was finally big enough to ride one of the ponies. He wasn't too thrilled with the whole waiting in line bit, but the second he planted his little seat into that saddle, he was convinced (as evidenced by his sly and cunning expression) that he had morphed into an authentic cowboy riding off into the sunset of the Montana plains with nothing more than the clothing on his back. (He's obviously heard a few too many stories from his daddy).

Cowboy Wyatt riding off into his imaginary sunset on his
imaginary stallion who goes by the name of "Squeakers".

Although Avery didn't get a chance to ride a pony, she had a grand time searching for what Wyatt likes to call "the greatest pumpkin", managing to ever-so-gracefully trip over pumpkin vines about every third step or so.

She didn't let that "get her down" though (pun intended), and she eventually (with Grandma's help) found her own very special self-portrait pumpkin. For if she were a pumpkin, this is what she would like.

I'm starting to wonder if her ponytail
will ever fall to the side.

We had such a fun time, and it was even more special having the privilege of sharing the experience with family. Stay tuned for upcoming fall and Halloween festivities. Ahh...I just love this time of year!

Wine Selection: Liberty School Chardonnay
Personal Rating: ****Excellent****
Comments: Love, love, love this chardonnay.

All Aboard the Birthday Train
Sunday, October 12, 2008

Wyatt's big birthday bash was yesterday, and boy...it was a big day indeed! Exhausted from nearly pulling an all-nighter with the cake, I mustered just enough energy to brew a pot of coffee and turn on Playhouse Disney to entertain the kids while I tried unsuccessfully to glue my eyelids open, waiting for my exhausted other half to walk in the door after he too spent the entire night working. The caffeine kicked in just in time to watch our Sooners get a nice kick of their own by those pesky Longhorns. "Lovely. Just lovely, " I thought to myself. "This is going to be the longest day EVER."

Fortnately, the day made a dramatic turn for the better after Eric's parents and brother arrived from Oklahoma just in time to greet the kiddos as they woke from their naps. On cloud nine and boasting with joyous energy (especially after catching his first glance of the cake), Wyatt was geared up for a rockin' good time at Gymbo's house with all of his friends and family.

Front row: Me, Avery, Blake, Katherine, Gymbo, Eric, Wyatt, Sasha, Carina, & Anna
Back row: Joseph, Ashley, Lacey, Grandma Edgar, Uncle Brett, Donna, Michael, Travis, Tamara, Jeanette, Claire, & Matt

The little girls far outnumbered the boys 7 to 3. I hadn't realized until recently that most of Wyatt's friends are girls. I was a little interested to see how he would handle himself in a room filled with girls, all vying for his attention. He was such a gentleman and appeared to keep his cool even though he was likely sweating bullets on the inside. If we could make a movie of his birthday party, this is how it would play out.

Everyone civilized, enjoying a nice chug on the birthday train.


Wyatt takes a nose dive into the parachute trying
to impress the ladies with his cool tricks.


when he ends up with a bloody nose.


Carina (hook, line, and sinker) takes the bait and delivers the big sympathy hug.
Wyatt happily reciprocates...of course!


Katherine gets ticked over such public displays of affection and lays into him,
giving him one final ultimatum.


Wyatt and Katherine ride off into the sunset
on their horse made of wood.


Okay, back to reality and back to the most anticipated part of a birthday party. CAKE!

Juice. One of the top 5 loves of his life.

The "cake face". Is he excited, or what?!?!

Highly irritated by the torture of yet another posed picture, Wyatt FINALLY had the opportunity to melt over the sugary sweetness of his beloved birthday cake. UNTIL THE TWO EVENTUALLY BECAME ONE. So much for riding off into the sunset. When it comes to the heart of a 3-year-old, cake trumps girl every time.

Happy 3rd birthday to my little ladies man!

Wine Selection: Fetzer Chardonnay
Personal Rating: **Fair**
Comments: I'm now spoiled by my new favorite chardonnay (Liberty School) to give many others a second glance. This one just doesn't do much for me.

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You know it's Fall in Portland...
Wednesday, October 8, 2008

...when homes start tumbling down hillsides.

Seriously. It's not uncommon in these parts to see at least 2 or 3 houses a year just decide to hop off their foundation and take a ride down a muddy Slip N Slide. The house that formerly filled the space of the gaping hole you see pictured above took its little joy ride early this morning, and nearly took its owner with it. And we're only a couple of weeks into the rainy season!

This occurred only a couple of miles from our house in the very hilly part of Portland. I was just discussing this very issue with a couple of friends a few nights ago and chuckling about how silly it is to build such enormous, beautiful homes on hillsides that are notoriously rain-soaked 8 to 9 months out of the year. It's amazing the risk people are willing to take for an incredible view!

Just so you know, I'm only making fun because no one was actually injured in this particular incident. Thank goodness!

If you're interested, you can read the entire article and view some footage here.

The New Church Bully
Tuesday, October 7, 2008

I started a bible study this fall that I'm really excited about. It has been at least 3 years since I've participated in ANY structured activity just for me, to devote time to my own personal/spiritual growth and development. I've met a lot of really great women so far, and the best part is that Wyatt and Avery receive their own bible study lesson at the same time in the nursery.

As we were walking to the car after bible study this morning, Wyatt and I shared a very interesting conversation I thought worthy of sharing.

Me: "Did you have fun playing with all of your new friends today, Wyatt?"
Wyatt: "Yeah."
Me: "Did you learn about Jesus?"
Wyatt: "Yeah."
Me: "Do you love Jesus?"
Wyatt (very matter-of-factly) : "Yeah...but I play too rough with him."

Well, I hope he said he was sorry, at least. It's a little too early in the year to start picking fights with Jesus!

Oh, Wyatt. Always good for a laugh.

Dancing Queen

Lately, Avery has been demonstrating her affinity for dancing. The girl can certainly move and groove. If this were the 80's, she'd without a doubt be the Solid Gold Dancer I always dreamed of being.

Wine Selection:
Next: Pinot Noir
Personal Rating: **Fair**


BIG SHOT of the week
Saturday, October 4, 2008

Now that the fall season is in full swing, I thought it appropriate to post a beautiful display of autumn color captured by Eric while in Salt Lake City a couple of weeks ago. There are parts of Oregon that are absolutely breathtaking in the fall, but I'm not sure they compare to the brilliant shades of color found in this part of the country.

This photo was taken in the late afternoon at the top of Guardsman Pass in the Wasatch National Forest.

Wine Selection:
Screw Kappa Napa (SKN) Old Vine Zinfandel
Personal Rating: **Fair**
Comments: While I like the cabernet, I'm not a huge fan of the zinfandel.

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I'm Still Here.
Friday, October 3, 2008

No. I haven't disappeared from the face of the earth. Just busy. Insanely busy.

Busy planning a birthday party. Busy stressing out about whether or not the cake will be a complete and total disaster. Busy with several organizational projects that I, ironically, can't keep organized (funny how that works sometimes). But I'm still here...in a physical sense anyway. My mind, on the other hand, is lost at the moment. I may have left it at the grocery store check-out line this morning after being distracted by my son's incessant and desperate pleas for candy that he's never heard of, seen, or even touched with his tongue before. Or, it could be at the cake shop, on the shelf at which I spent most of my time--trying to decide between large, plastic dowels or skinny wooden ones. What the freak is the difference, I ask you?!?!

But like most things we lose, it's probably in the one place I knew for sure it wouldn't get lost, and I'm sure it will eventually turn up in the last place I look. Hey, at least I still have my humor.

At any rate, once I mark a few more things off what seems like my never-ending To Do List, I'm sure I'll be back up to normal blogging speed in no time. But just to hold the grandparents over until then, I thought I'd post one of the very few pictures I have of Wyatt and Avery actually sitting side-by-side, playing together, and being affectionate. It's not too often I luck out with one of these. If only my daughter had some clothes on. :-)

In actuality, I think Wyatt was really just leaning in for the "unexpected tackle", but in twenty years we'll never know the difference. It looks like a hug to me. So, a hug it shall be.

Wine Selection: Liberty School Chardonnay
Personal Rating: ****Excellent****
Comments: This is a truly amazing chardonnay. In the past two weeks, I've purchased 4 bottles, and also managed to get Eric hooked on it as well. If you keep up with my wine selections, you know I'm not a huge fan of chardonnay. But this one is definitely a keeper. It is incredibly smooth and well-balanced.




My Wine Personality:
For the most part I’m a chardonnay, as I consider myself to exhibit a somewhat sunny and mellow disposition (most of the time), but because I find a tremendous amount of joy out of showering my two kids with hugs and kisses, I also possess the subtle sweetness often found in a riesling. But don’t be fooled. I love a great outdoor adventure and am willing to try anything once. This occasional display of boldness is thought to match that of a cabernet, whereas my appreciation for nature suggests that I have an earthy component to my personality—very characteristic of a merlot. (more)


“Wine rejoices the heart of man and joy is the mother of all virtues.”
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, 1771