Thursday, September 25, 2008

This is what my life has come to


Meet my new best friend, Box o' Wine.

Mr. C. brought this home yesterday and shortly after my head exploded. But that just means that since I don't have a tongue (remember, head went boom) I can pour it straight down my throat and strangely enough it's still satisfying. And I don't have to deal with the cardboard aftertaste.

11 comments:

Heather said...

Oh, I know the box wine well...

http://coolzebras.blogspot.com/2006/09/from-mouth-of-miss-m.html

sam {temptingmama} said...

Welcome to the darkside!

flutter said...

consider this an intervention

Patois said...

Hey, it's a green product. What's not to like? ('Tho I confess to finding "old vine" counter to cardboard box.)

SciFi Dad said...

Boxed wine is a gateway drug. Next you'll be drinking aftershave.

Sarah, Goon Squad Sarah said...

Is it good? It says old vine and 2004, but it seems to be in a big box.

Ree said...

see! Mr. C took my advice!

Ms Blue said...

Equal to four bottles! That's looking on the bright side.

Watch out. That best friend of yours might make you do some crazy things!

d e v a n said...

hehe. At least it's green.

Vicki said...

At least there's plenty there to keep you sane...I mean soused...I mean occupied...well, you know what I mean. Hehe.

Katie said...

And it's so much more convenient (and cheap) than picking up a bottle on the way home. Trust me, you'll learn to love it, I do from the bottom of your cold black heart. It makes me happy.