So, I opened a bottle of pinot. Which, of course, won't taste that great until it's had some time to breathe, but I don't expect I'll finish off two bottles of wine tonight, so I'll have something to look forward to tomorrow. As it is, I'll give it a bit of time to oxidize before I drink any of it.
Happy birthday to me.
How the heck did I get sick on St. Patty's day, again?
