Why The Blues on a Sunday night? The prospect of work the next day, that's the blues. Not that I dislike my work. Once there I actually enjoy what I do. Just the thought of my life regulated by that time period that's all. Got to be there at 9am, got to get out the door by 8:30am, got to have my breakfast ready to eat by 7:30am, got to get up at 6:30am. See, time periods... little marks on the clock... punctuality governing my life.
Now, Friday is my favorite day of the week... then I have the entire weekend ahead of me. I call it WINE FRIDAY! I find a nice local wine, perhaps a nice Riesling or a Silvaner. Or something from the Mosel region? Living in Germany near the Rhine River and the Pfalz region has great benies!
Tonight, to temper my 'sadness' of returning to work tomorrow... I am having a glass of Weiss Burgunder. Dry with a light pear aftertaste.
No I am not a wino, nor am I a wine-o-phile but I know what I like.
So tomorrow I get to see all my military soldiers and families once again and serve them up some Tacos!
3 comments:
I'll drink to that!
Tasty tasty stuff, Mildred. My sleep medicine. :)
Glad to know I'm not the only one who goes through that on Sundays. On my beloved weekends the clock is used for reference only!
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