Thank Goddess for Red Wine

I'm only 3 sips into the first glass and I can already feel the knots in my lower back unwinding. I've been priding myself lately on the lack of chronic pain in my back thanks to better nutrition and regular exercise. I went to the chiropractor today for a routine adjustment and both my neck and lower back cracked so loud I think they heard it in the next state.

I had an almost 2 hour drive home then and I could feel the muscles all along my spine stiffening up. When I walked in the door and could barely climb the stairs I knew my well-laid plans of digging out rose beds in the garden had gone to hell in a hand-basket.

An hour and three Advil later I still couldn't move much so I decided to divulge in the oldest medicine in the world. Alcohol. I have 2 extra kids over so decided I better not break out the Jack Daniels that's in the cupboard for when my father-in-law visits. Thank goddess I picked up a lone bottle of California Red the last time I was at Costco. The only reason I bought it at the time was that I loved the name "Menage a Trois" from Folie A Deux Winery in Napa. (Add in the accent marks where appropriate.)  Thankfully I tend to be intrigued by anything naughty that I can actually take home without raising any eyebrows.

The generous glass I poured is almost gone now and all the muscles from my rib cage down are relaxing in that heavy, achey, it-hurts-so-good sort of way. It'll take more than one glass to get my shoulders to unknot.

Its hard for me to believe that I use to not like red wine. It was too acidic and bitey for my immature taste buds. Strangely enough, when I started the 2nd level of the Holosync Meditation program, my taste buds grew up almost overnight. About 2 weeks into the new level I tried to drink my favorite sweet dessert reisling and about gagged on it. I tried someone else's Cabernet and had one of those almost out of body experiences where your taste buds tingle and your whole body knows that was exactly what it wanted.

First sip of glass #2 - the achey trying-to-relax feeling has hit my shoulders.

This wine is a blend of Zinfandel, Merlot and Cabernet - whenever I drink Merlot I giggle. In fact, I rarely drink Merlot on purpose, not because I have any legitimate complaints with it, but because of the scene in the movie "Sideways" where the Pinot Noir snob refuses to go into the restaurant, declaring, "I'm not drinking any fucking Merlot!"

I'm an alcohol lightweight and if I continue this through the next glass we'll experience the blog version of drunk dialing. But, I'll leave you with the wonderful description on the front of the bottle:

"Take a walk on the wild side and explore the pleasures of our Menage a Trois. Surrender to the seduction of dark, rich berry with a hint of pepper, a lush lingering finish leaving you begging for more....."

If you're going to self-medicate, you might as well do it on the wild side....My shoulders are feeling much better thank you.

Have the Reddest Day Ever!

In Grace,

Kell