red red wine

whoa i had way too much red wine last night.

art gallery wine tasting fundraiser for a friend's international trip for a microcredit organization.

it's stunning when i look back over the course of 2 short hours and 4 glasses of red wine with no pre-drink dinner and see how ridiculous i was. talking about things about which one does not talk about to strangers, or worse, to people with whom you go to church and who glaze over with a look of whitewashed shock at the idiocy flying out of your mouth.

i did like feeling drunk though. i will say that.

note to self: drunkenness is only actually fun when done at home or near home with people you love and trust. lest you start loudly comparing notes about kissing (and more) or about at what age one qualifies as a 'cougar'. very open discussions of pot smoking, scandle, lots of hand gestures. oy vey.

grrrr. stupid stupid!