Last night, some of us girls met at Christy's house to have happy hour while watching the sunset. Not to be a complete wine snob, but they served Barefoot wine (not the nice bottle I brought), and let's just say that as much as I would've enjoyed opening my bottle, I could barely choke down my glass of wine. Eh. The thought of it still sends shivers down my spine. At least the company was good.
We visited this pizza place that's tucked in next to a gas station and doesn't look very appealing from the outside. Everyone has said something about it, though, and I'm glad we went. The pizza was good, and the views over the bay and city were beautiful.
I posted a comment on here yesterday. Where did it go? Am I blocked already? Dang. That was quick.
ReplyDeleteGuess not. OK, since my comment was really important, I will just repost it.
ReplyDeleteBarefoot wine?! It makes me feel sorry for the poor, innocent grapes that were slaughtered to make that swill.
(Ooohhh, 2 comments for Bev. It's your lucky day!)
Again with the food!!! Were you going to eat that whole pizza by yourself?!!! I must say, though, Beverly, that you looked stunning as usual. I like the barely-there shoulder of your blouse. Ooo-la-la!
ReplyDeleteAnd Kerri, behave yourself!! Ha ha! There are children that will be reading these blogs!!! Hope all is well with you and your travels too! :)
Yes, mom.
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