Science Girl and I are gearing up for a trip down to California to visit my parents this weekend. I�ve always enjoyed flying, but SG is a little nervous about that part of the trip. I predict Bloody Marys at the airport bar.
Mom & Dad live in the Central Valley. The nearest town of any size is Lodi (which is where my sister & her husband live). There�s not a lot of there there, if you follow me. But that�s fine with us, as we�re looking to relax for a bit & visit with the family.
Also on the agenda: playing with Peanut, my mom�s Welsh Corgi; visiting our calf (long story short � my dad gave my sister & brother-in-law a calf, then decided that SG and I should have one, too. The calf will stay in CA, as I don�t think Lucy would share her yard with another animal. Stand by for pix, as the calf in the link is just to show you what a calf looks like); touring the wineries of Amador County & drinking the best damn Zinfandel known to humanity. Those guys in Napa have no clue what a Zin is supposed to be like. They do OK with the Cabernets, but they don�t get enough hot days there to grow proper Zinfandel grapes. They thrive on heat. Zin is the badass of the vineyard. Y�all can keep your panty-waist Merlots; I like a wine that beats me up and leaves me bleeding in a ditch. Big, inky, rough & ready, scrape-it-off-your-tongue Zinfandel! (We will not speak of the abomination that is White Zinfandel.)
So if I don�t have time to update tomorrow, I�ll be back Tuesday.