Just what I need, a cold canna

Without really thinking about it, I reached into a drawer in my refrigerator to get a grapefruit flavored sparkling water. I didn’t even look at it until I had opened it up and put it to my mouth…I was busy looking at the hideous mess I was made cutting all my ivy down. When I got the frosty can to my mouth, just as I was going to take a huge gulp, I inhaled something not at all right.  It was a can (?!!) of pinot noir someone left here. Certainly nothing I’d drink. Pinot noir, cold no less. The mind reels.


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