You might know this about me. You might not. Hobbies aren’t my strong suit. It’s just that there aren’t that many things that fill me with a burning desire. At least not a burning desire strong enough to pull me off my recliner when I’ve got the Internet in one hand and a big glass of wine in the other. That’s why I’m really big into the whole not having kids thing. They require both hands. Both my hands are full, okay?

Anyway, blogs were invented for people to talk about the things they love and I love Twisted Zinfandel. It costs like $10 for one of those giant-size bottles and it makes me happy and I try to remember to drink some of it almost every single day. Trust me, it’s not all that hard. I guess they have a website, but I took a picture of a bottle I already own because I’m home alone and I’m too lazy to walk the dogs, so I needed something else to do.

I assume someone who is willing to claim they know anything about wine would say it’s a mess in a bottle… but I also assume they’re a very special breed of liar. Hey, did you see how dusty my table is in that picture? Well, I’m out of swiffers and if you think I’m gonna clean it the old-fashioned way, you have a lot to learn about me.