*Yawn*

I haven’t slept until noon for a long time. I got back home a little late after attending a bachelorette party for Erin that lasted from 12:30pm until 12:30am. Well it ended for me that time because I decided to go home and get some sleep while the rest could have stayed up to play more games, drink, hot tub, hit on men, or whatever.

I was having issues whether I should go or not. I’m a guy and well… it’s just weird. At least that was how I was raised. There were things that only guys did and there were things that only girls did. But what the hell, I’m not exactly living to conform. And it’s not like I was would have been happy trying to go to Jason’s party which I later learned was pretty much a bust.

To start, we went to the Tabor Hill winery for lunch and wine tasting. I’ve been to formal dinners before but I’ve never had wine with my meal. I’m not much of a wine person in the first place but this was an opportunity to try out my dining skills. …Yup—continental still sucks.

Mandie was going to try the escargot that she found on a sample menu that Carrie had brought with us. I freakin’ hungry and I wasn’t in the mood for something so exotic that I might not eat it if I didn’t like it. I was hoping that Mandie would get it. That way, I could get a bite of it. Turns out that snail were not on the menu that day so she settled for a fancy pork chop. I ended up getting what was essentially bison fajitas.

As I’ve said, I’m not a wine drinker so I don’t know what kind of wine to get. I suppose I could have asked the server but it irked me a little that they didn’t help anyone out with the selection. However, I did know (and someone correct me if I’m wrong) that if I was eating beef, I should go for a red wine. So I ended up getting their Red Arrow Red which I think is a Merlot. *shrugs shoulders* I wonder if I made the right choice.

The wine tasting bit was a bit interesting. I only had three tastes but the gals kept asking me to try what they were getting. A lot of it I liked and I probably would have bought a few bottles if I had the money to burn. The Spumanté was especially tasty.

Next to us at the wine tasting bar were some German tourists. I was delighted. I’m glad that tourists from other countries are finding their way to the back country of America.

After that bit, we headed back to Niles to drop off Mrs. B. Erin’s mom wasn’t going to stick around for the evening part. And that’s where I’m gonna end because what happened after that probably shouldn’t be on this blog. It’s pretty embarrassing.