Saturday, August 9, 2014

Throwing my feet up

     A good wine is like floating on a euphoric water raft riding the happiest wave in the entire universe. For a short spell I am suspended from the craziness of daft, hateful people and illogical ideas depressing all of humanity before I crash to shore ever so gently with a renewed attitude. How corny is it to be dancing with the stars right from my comfortable red sofa holding a glass of Pinot Gris tipped to the possibilities of peace on earth? It's worth a try.