Factual Monday: Wine Whines
I like to drink wine. A lot. Not a lot as in I like to drink a whole bottle at a time every night (though I went through a lot wine when I was planning my wedding) but a lot as in I like to drink a glass of wine most nights of the week.
I recently read an article that told me alcohol (like wine, duh) reduces the amount of fat I can burn and this upsets me. Especially because my jeans tell me that some fat needs to be burned or else my donk will need to find a new jeans home. And it would just be easier if my donk could still live in the jeans homes that it has. There’s the seven-for-all-mankind villa on the black denim hills; the citizens of humanity condo skinnies; the 70s style seven for all mankind ranch-style bell bottoms; the glitzy glam rock and republic hollywood mansion; the rich and skinny bootcut vacation home that makes donk feel rich and skinny; etc, etc, etc. My donk is a denim house snob that needs to shape up and just live in the house it already has. The grass is not greener in a larger, sprawling jeans home, donk!
But I digress.
I currently have a half-full, magnum bottle of Barefoot Merlot that is fermenting on my kitchen counter.
To drink or not to drink? That is the question. And one I will ponder when I get home tonight.
That is a fact.
Fact Summary
1. I like wine.
***I’m going to reprise last week’s tradition and make it a regular. Leave your own fact in the comments and I’ll pick my NUMBER ONE favorite to post, alongside mine, next Monday. You don’t often get second chances, but I’m giving you a second chance at being internet famous. Don’t mess it up.***
