My brother, Tony took the prize for the coolest Christmas gift a few years ago. He got a case of Palamino Ridge Merlot with customized labels put on each bottle of the whole family (from a Winter trip to Tahoe), along with a moving saying, "Through the Years and Varying Paths: An Endeavor of Enriched Fulfillment". It was a pretty awesome idea; you know, one of those that you wish you'd thought of yourself. I've always had the tenancy to save special things like this bottle of wine, sometimes for too long. In middle school, one of my best friends Michelle, gave me two bottles of Bath and Body Works lotion. I'd never had anything like them before, so I used them sparingly. It wasn't until my second year of college that I had to throw them out because they were all watery and nasty. Knowing this about myself and knowing what I know about wine storage (wine should be kept at constant 55 degrees Fahrenheit to stay good and age properly), I feared that the Hartman wine may have already suffered a doomed fate. After all, the wine had been from Iowa to MoVal to Phoenix to Big Bear...not much consistency in temperature during its travels. I wanted to open and drink the bottle before the weather started to warm up, but I felt I needed some special occasion that had to do with my family to enjoy the yummy red stuff. One evening I decided to spend some quality time with my soon to be maiden name. Actually, I celebrated my Hartmanness for the next three evenings(there may have been an afternoon in there..). I leave you with this last challenge: to enjoy the beauty of this moment; to realize there is no better time that right now. So go have a glass of wine (coffee/tea/seltzer water/apple juice) to celebrate!
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Dusting off a bottle of wine
My brother, Tony took the prize for the coolest Christmas gift a few years ago. He got a case of Palamino Ridge Merlot with customized labels put on each bottle of the whole family (from a Winter trip to Tahoe), along with a moving saying, "Through the Years and Varying Paths: An Endeavor of Enriched Fulfillment". It was a pretty awesome idea; you know, one of those that you wish you'd thought of yourself. I've always had the tenancy to save special things like this bottle of wine, sometimes for too long. In middle school, one of my best friends Michelle, gave me two bottles of Bath and Body Works lotion. I'd never had anything like them before, so I used them sparingly. It wasn't until my second year of college that I had to throw them out because they were all watery and nasty. Knowing this about myself and knowing what I know about wine storage (wine should be kept at constant 55 degrees Fahrenheit to stay good and age properly), I feared that the Hartman wine may have already suffered a doomed fate. After all, the wine had been from Iowa to MoVal to Phoenix to Big Bear...not much consistency in temperature during its travels. I wanted to open and drink the bottle before the weather started to warm up, but I felt I needed some special occasion that had to do with my family to enjoy the yummy red stuff. One evening I decided to spend some quality time with my soon to be maiden name. Actually, I celebrated my Hartmanness for the next three evenings(there may have been an afternoon in there..). I leave you with this last challenge: to enjoy the beauty of this moment; to realize there is no better time that right now. So go have a glass of wine (coffee/tea/seltzer water/apple juice) to celebrate!
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I love reading your blogs and I never comment on them! This one though.. it's so funny Joe and I were looking at our wedding pics and we were soooo young! I had no idea that we were only 22 and 24! Anyway I cried a lot that night thinking that my name would forever change ( I know I haven't yet but I will). You could see the tears in my pictures. It was such a strange feeling like I was letting go of a life long friend. Well thats how it felt for me anyway. My friend saw me crying when I was getting ready and shes asks " oh honey whats wrong?" My reply was " I am not going to be Sherri Carroll ever again!" Thats when I burst into tears hahaha .... BTW where did they get those bottles of wine made? Do you know?
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