sort of sad ... isn't it?
i managed to break EVERY. SINGLE. ONE. of our wine glasses during this last pregnancy.
and i wasn't even the one drinking.
all breakage occurred during
so now? that i'm finally through the pregnancy riddled with clumsy-ness ... (and according to my mother and husband ... crabby-ness)
i'm destined to drink my wine from a coffee mug.
it didn't really matter. tonight was a must. drink. wine. kinda night.
and this poor bottle of wine has sat open for so long.
and i have two birthday parties ... for the same birthday girl ... this weekend.
i'm pretty sure the bottle will be gone by saturday night.
ohmygoodness ... i forgot about the sleepover friday night.
i'm pretty sure the bottle will be gone by friday at nine pm.
(preferably cleaning fairies.)