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Random Thursday Thoughts: The Vacation Edition

I’ve been ignoring my blog and I really didn’t mean to. The past week has been full of milestones. I have turned 40, celebrated my 10-year wedding anniversary, and went on vacation. I’ve had a million things to write about but haven’t been able to direct a single thought into a coherent post. In fact, I started writing this post TWO DAYS AGO with a glass of wine in hand, thinking I was going to relax and let the words flow but I got sidetracked (OOH, SHINY THINGS! PRETTY), so this is what ya get… I’m sorry.

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We were in Sonoma/Napa for a week, and as amazing as the trip was, I think I’m thrilled to be home. We had an amazing time, but I’m on wine and food overload.

When we got to the Napa Valley, we were armed with a list of wineries we wanted to visit, and we agreed that we were just going to taste—sip and savor the wine and spit it out—not drink.

On Friday—our first full day—we hit three wineries. And I’m guessing it was one too many. Somewhere along the line, that whole tasting plan went out the window. I didn’t eat breakfast that morning, and by the time we had lunch it was about 1:00. Since it was our anniversary, I had wine (natch) with my salad. After that, we walked down the block to a tasting room for a winery we like. They sent us to another winery, and that winery sent us to yet another…

I’m sure I got carried away with the whole Hey It’s Our First Day of Vacation and It’s Our Anniversary! And I drank. We split a tasting of about 5 wines at the first place. At the second, we tasted-—and I use this term loosely because these are pretty generous servings—about 5 or 6 more. The third place? I’m pretty sure there were about 7 wines. And my tastebuds were numb.

Add to that the fact that it was 105 degrees.

I didn’t get super sick/drunk, but I definitely had too much wine/sugar/heat that day. After that, I paced myself, but I have eaten my body weight in parmesan cheese, salami and sourdough bread—all with a heavy amount of olive oil. Plus, we had dinner in some amazing restaurants and I felt compelled to try a little of almost everything. I feel like that guy on The Travel Channel’s Man vs. Food, who takes on every food challenge he can find. 96-ounce steak? Sure! 12,000 hot wings in 10 minutes? Done. I ate the equivalent of a wheel of cheese, had more frisee and tomatoes than I can count. I slurped soup, peeled shrimp and inhaled pasta. I know I’m lucky but I was so happy to have a plain green salad with iceberg and Italian dressing on our way home.

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Last Friday was our 10-year wedding anniversary! Ten years is a big deal for us. We have stayed together through raising three sons (his), the death of two parents (his), biological clocks ticking exploding (mine), job changes (ours), and a million other little things that added up together make for a crazy life.

It hasn’t always been easy, but I probably wouldn’t change a single day of it (well, maybe a couple). I feel lucky to have met and married my best friend, my partner in life, and the one man who’s most equipped to deal with me and all of my idiosyncrasies. I love him more than my shoes and I’m looking forward to many more years together.

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So I turned 40 and it really wasn’t that bad. Certainly not as bad as I thought it would be. I’m not sure what I was expecting—maybe I thought I’d suddenly become decrepit overnight, hunched over, blind as a bat, complaining about my sciatica—but it was a pretty smooth transition. No additional wrinkles, no gray hairs (as far as you know), and I actually feel better than I did in my 20s. I think I look better, too, if I do say so myself.

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When I was in Northern California I spent the day with one of my best friends. We met on the first day of high school (twenty-mumble-mumble) years ago and we’re still in touch. She saw me through braces, bad perms and ugly school uniforms and she was my maid of honor at my wedding.We don’t talk often and probably see each other even less, but we seem to pick up right where we left off when we do, and for that I’m eternally grateful.

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Tonight I’m putting Crazy Gracie to work. We’re going to take our first agility class together. I’m sure much humiliation (for me) is in the cards. Stay tuned for the update.

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9 Responses

  1. happy anniversary, and happy birthday! but screw you for getting a vacation, haha! Just kidding of course. glad to have you back

  2. WOW happy everything!! Sounds like a great week!! I need to head to Napa soon!! I have a boat load of wine but can always use more!!!

  3. Many happy years, in both cases.

    Tho’ perhaps I should warn you that 41 is harder than 40: at that point you’re in your ‘forties’. . . .

    • I think that all depends on what you do in that year from 40 to 41 . . . if you change your outlook on life drastically because you turn 40 and said ‘WTF have I been doing?’, and do something about it, 41 is fablous! Especially when you spend it with amazing friends – old and new:) So, being ‘in my forties’ isn’t so bad. (Of course, we’ll see how I feel at 45, though.)

  4. Hi Mo! Happy this and that to you! Want to hear more, much more, about the Napa trip! (Do I hear…guest post?) And, of course some catch up Snarky Martini time! (You’ll never guess what restaurant is making our Canton martini…with added boosts!) Anyway, you were missed and I’m glad to finally get to read your overdue post!

  5. Oh that sounds like a fun trip. Happy birthday and happy 10th anniversary. 🙂

  6. Vacation? What’s that? *sob*

  7. Ya, I want to hear more about the Napa trip, too!! And congratulations on both counts!

  8. Congratulations!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 40 has been both the harshest and most amazing year of my life! Weirdly, I feel like myself again. Like I’ve spent years of being what everyone else seemed to want and this year I became myself again. Does that make sense? It’s been a real year of ‘back to roots’ for me. Here’s to a great year for you!!!! And to a great year for the two of you!

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