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Elderflowers in my hair.

January 4, 2018

At the end of the year, all of my wine reps are doing huge close out deals, so as you could imagine my wine rack is full, and full of stuff I've hardly ever heard of. 

 

I'm sitting on my couch watching the first snowflakes of winter fall past my globe lights lining the balcony. I'm drinking a prosecco called, Bellissima, an organic prosecco grown in Treviso, Italy. I was introduced to this sweet elder syrup called Nikolaihof. Its a cocktail syrup made from elderberry flowers in Austria. It is unique and I add it to all my bubbles. It hits you first with a honeyed sweetness, and then all of a sudden its like the flavors of a jalapeño and the cool flavors of spearmint attack your palate. I pour it in everything. It really has the oddest taste, but I guess that is what keeps me coming back for more. I think, how can a liquid contain all these flavors?

The snow means my husband is on lock down at the hospital. I, unashamedly, skipped on cooking dinner and threw a pizza in the oven. I ate the whole thing. I went on a run today. That was big for me. But until Mitchell returns from lockdown, I will be eating pizza and drinking prosecco. 

 

Meanwhile, amongst the sleet and snow, I'm planning a trip to Oregon. Mitchell and I are traveling there for our anniversary this year. I am thrilled to say the least. We will tour wine country, hike the national parks, and maybe venture out to ski. To anyone who has traveled there before I would love to hear suggestions for things to do, places to eat, things to see, all of the above. 

 

Speaking of plans for the new year, and I know that I am all over the place here, but it is going to be a big year. I am preparing now to take my WSET Level three exam in Philadelphia. Yesterday, I decided that I'm quite the intense studier. Right now I've dedicated five to ten hours a week in the book, plus tastings. Every day is one step closer. 

 

Twenty eighteen, you will be a year of surprises and joy. My goals for this year? Love better, see clearer, and laugh harder. Be more carefree. Be more driven. Love who I am. Continue to be bitten by the wine bug. Fall deeper in love with my husband. Travel. Take lots of pictures. Remember that every second is fleeting, and so hold tight to each moment before I let it pass me. Dance more. Drink more. Be the very best version of myself, because to be anything less is to cheat the world. Be real with others. Cry when the world hurts. Pray more and pray harder.

 

May my soul feel lighter. 

 

 

 

 

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