September 17, 2004
Bloody goddamn miracle
Dear [Completely un-named Wine Distributer Who Took Me and the Hub to Dinner Last Night],
I never thought it would happen. We have been together for eight years and I always thought I would have to keep my passion in the dark, never to be understood by my truly beloved. Yet, the miracle happened at our eye-opening dinner. I haven't ever felt such ecstasy as I did with our intimate group of four: you and your girlfriend, me and my Hub. All these years of patient waiting have been rewarded, my husband ACTUALLY picked up a bottle of wine (red wine, at that!) and poured himself some more saying, "Wow, that was really good!"
How can I ever repay your generosity? My first child? Benefactor of my will? A 20-case stack of wine in the store I work in? (Isn't job-specific lingo bizarre?)
All I can say is that tonight when he came home from drinks and dinner with a friend he tasted the wine I was drinking and actually CONSIDERED having a full glass of said wine. THIS HAS NEVER HAPPENED IN THE HISTORY OF OUR COUPLEDOM. I had truly given up and hoped that while he would understand my passion and was grateful that he was at least was tolerant of my disease. And, to be honest, if you have seen my wine storage thingee-that-I-refuse-to-call-a-cellar-but-is-more-than-a-closet, you would have to say he is more than tolerant. Still, if you saw all of the Hub's pinball machines you would look upon me in nothing but awe and pity for my tolerance. But now, oh the building power I feel......he is trapped, he will belong only to me and my wine-buying tendencies. Darling Wine Distributer, how can I thank you enough? We shall all reap the benefits of this thing.......amen and hallelujah.
kerewin
Praise be to Oregon Wineries and all other purveyors of the grape