Boredom = Chardonnay
My third column… Don’t worry, I’m going to try to reformat my home page so that the column won’t be my main posting.
Sometimes I do a Ryan Seacrest-style countdown to 5pm. “Four, three, two, one–Chardonnay!” Is that so wrong? The early drink is usually preceded by a day that has been equal parts hectic/non-productive/boring. Take yesterday…
1:00–Haul self, Baby, monstrously huge stroller to the Associated, Citarella, Ottomanelli & Sons and myriad other markets and specialty food stores.
2:30–Once perky, Paula Deen-like disposition has morphed into a shunned Kathy Lee Gifford-like temperament (circa husband Frank’s sex tape/stewardess shenanigans) because no one has suitably exotic ingredients…
