I’m on it like a cork in a wine bottle

I’m finally getting around to posting the pictures from the wine tasting we did last Friday. A whole week later, yikes, but at least they’re here. I know you all were just wondering when the heck I was going to show you all…am I right?

Indulge me any way, okie dokie pokie?

By the way, be prepared for an overload. I don’t do anything small. It’s go big or go home over here. It’s all or nothing. It’s the big easy…no…no, that’s not right.

We started out at some place I don’t remember and don’t like the pictures from so we’ll skip ahead to the 3rd, yet 2nd winery. The actual 2nd turned out to be a disappointing room in a warehouse by a mechanic shop and we just couldn’t figure out why they’d open up there. Worst location ever. So we left.

No, these aren’t real and no I didn’t attempt to eat them.


The fabulous wall where all the magic happened. And by magic I mean pictures.

My friend (the birthday girl) and her boyfriend









We eventually moved on to a smaller family owned winery where we ended up locking the keys in the car. Our new motto is:
If you could lock your keys in your car anywhere, let it be a winery.
Ok, so it isn’t the best motto and I could think of better places, but we made the best of our situation…


…and broke into the bottle of wine that we bought and relaxed while waiting for AAA.


If we hadn’t locked the keys in the car, we never would have seen this peacock wooing female pigeons. He apparently isn’t picky.

Ever seen the back of a peacock? We hadn’t either. You’re welcome.


If we hadn’t locked the keys in the car, we wouldn’t have found this snake.


And she wouldn’t have gotten her snake fix.

If we hadn’t locked the keys in the car we never would have been able to decompress from the day, relax and enjoy each other’s company. We were all very happy the keys were locked in the car.

I hope you all have a lovely weekend.

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If you knew me before

G-man and I were talking about this the other night…what I used to be like when I was working. I’ll give you some things he said:

-I acted like a man
-I was very hard. (personality, demeanor, appearance)
-I acted like a ‘buddy’ to him when he really wanted a ‘girlfriend’
-I had a type “A” male personality
-I was mean
-It put him off
-He hated ‘that’ girl

Some may seem harsh, but it’s all true. Imagine being in the worst environment you can ever imagine, being called all kinds of things, seeing all kinds of things that you pray God takes out of your mind, and hate it with every fiber of your being. So now with being in a crappy work place add being miserable to it…not a fun person to be around.

I asked him why he even stuck around and that awesome man of mine said because of my looks….Okay, he was joking but he then said because I was quality. There were far more good things about me he loved that outweighed the bad ones from my job.

*a collective sigh. aawww. Yep, I love him.

But he then went to say just how much I’ve changed since not working.

-I’m all girly
-I’m sweet and nice
-I’m tender
-I’m fun
-I’m relaxed
and so on and so forth. I’m NORMAL. Is what it all comes down to now. Even all the women I was in Bible study with while I was working and my current one can’t stop mentioning how much I’ve changed. Mainly that I talk about what I did. I would never ever ever say what I did to anyone. I hated questions. I hated the shocked looks. I hated everything associated with a new person finding out what I did. Now I’m an open book. And they all love it.

I love that God has changed my heart. Softened it to what it is now. I love ‘feeling’ again. I love when someone asks me how I’m doing that I can respond with, “I’m fine.” without thought. Or I’m so hot (because of the temp) and know I’m not going to get a dirty remark back to me.

It’s freeing. Any way, I wonder if you all would have liked that Emily. Not too sure. But it’s nice to know I’ve changed. I thank God daily for closing that door for me to make me into who I am now.

While we were wine tasting, we took pictures of each other and here are some of me. The relaxed, goofy, awkward me.

I swear, if any of you so much as comment on my grey hair, plan on meeting out by the flag pole after school is all I’m going to say! (ok nice Emily is back again. blacked out a moment there) Enjoy

And because I did say and truly mean that I’m awkward, here’s proof.

You’re welcome.
But really, to my friends and family who stuck with me through my crappy work attitude, thank you. I love you all so much!

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