Monday, March 5, 2012

Cheese & Whine. . .

Well, once again, no words were written in any of my projects due to complete and utter chaos engulfing my world.  I know I have been chock full of excuses lately, but the end of last week and through the weekend have drained me thoroughly.  

As I write this, an empty wine glass perfumes the air with the dregs of the raspberry wine I used to help soothe my frayed nerves while Shrek the Third plays on the TV.  (I previously sat through bit and pieces of the first and second installments of the series.  And here is my shameless plug for my much-loved wine: Berrywine Plantations & Linganore Winecellars.  I love my Maryland wines.)  The cheese and crackers are gone, and I'm beginning to feel those magical effects of the wine that promise to send me off to a deep state of either dreams or nothingness.  Either one is welcome at this point.

All last week, Bug was up early.  And I mean before 7 am.  Every.  Single.  Day.  Now, don't get me wrong, I can handle getting up early.  In fact, I enjoy watching the sky lighten as the sun rises.  There is a certain peacefulness at that time that you can't find at any other hour.  But I digress.  

The problem was not the early rising.  The problem was a 2 1/2 year old boy going through an obvious growth spurt.  Tantrums, unexplained emotional break downs, signs of bipolar disorder. . . and my symptoms were nothing compared to the roller coaster my little man was riding.

So, all things considered, I think I'm just lucky to have survived the weekend with some semblance of my sanity in tact.  Hopefully, I'll have some more new writing to share with you soon.  Until then, I thank you for sticking with me and riding out the dips and curves.

1 comment:

  1. Thank you for the shout out the Linganore/Berrywine Wines. We our glad you enjoy them.