My typical day, in a nutshell, is sort of like Groundhog Day. There’s the usual round of breakfast making, hair brushing, herding kids around, saying the same phrases over and over (and over), snuggles on the couch on a rainy day, “no we can’t go look at the toy aisle”, “tell Santa you want it, it’s not up to me”,”yes you have to eat your vegetables,” and “no you can’t eat more candy,” repeated continuously. Over and over again (did I say that already?)
We are routine people, you see. From the days of two little babies at home, where you think you may not survive the hour, to days when your five year old daughter keeps asking why she can’t have those retched Monster High dolls (never.) I’m a live by the list and plan kind of girl and “here’s what we’re doing today” comes out of my mouth a thousand times a day. I love it.
I wake up to my husband’s iPhone alarm, singing that 80’s classic “Jessie’s Girl,” and he hits snooze once or twice ensuring I sing the opening refrain in my head until approximately 11am. I tiptoe into the kitchen, hoping to get my coffee before the kids realize I’m up, which never happens (%$#!) We eat, we dress. I dodge little fingers in my makeup drawer and constantly wonder how I get dressed with two kids within five feet of me at all times.
My oldest goes to school, dodging jackets and snow boots and stray lunch boxes in the halls, depositing gear in her locker and kissing her one last time before the bell. Sometimes they both have school on the same day. All day! This is the day of how much can I get done before they come home and can I catch up with a show or two and what on earth should I buy for food this week? I have a love/hate relationship with cooking right now.
My son and I visit the gym, and stroll through Target after and waste time in the $1 section (where he always finds the $3 toy?) We buy hair dye (perhaps ombre again?) and sit in the rocking chairs in the baby section and push all the buttons on the light up toys. We forget the one thing we went in for (an umbrella) and run screaming though the rain with our cart and hoods on. He laughs.
Then school pick up, and dinner, and children freshly bathed and oiled, with cheeks shiny from Honest healing balm and snuggles on the couch watching a show and reading books. The fireplace burns, the pages turn, and for a minute we forget the battles and arguments and I’m not wearing that and I’m mad at you, moms and we reset our energy. They sleep.
In the quiet, the sleepy coziness of a home where children are settled in for the night we snuggle in on warm couches under fleece blankets. Sweet and bubbly Prosecco is poured into fancy glasses. Mom and Dad turn into husband and wife, laughing over the day, shaking heads over the silly moments, the naughty moments and the what on earth did we do before them moments. (We remember, it was pure spontaneity and fun.) Sweet, bubbly, delicious wine is
not so slowly sipped, smoothing out the stress, the pure craziness. We recharge.
Have I ever mentioned I really enjoy my wine? A glass is sufficient, enough to erase the wrinkles from the day. Sometimes, on a super crazy day there may be two glasses. I like a sweet wine, sweet enough that my brother swears I should put it in a sippy cup and call it juice. What can I say, I have the palette of a 16 year old? I also love a good glass of sparkling wine and someday I’ll tell you a funny story about a wedding I went to in college and the amount of champagne I consumed there;)
Tiziano (my fave is the mildly sweet Pinot Grigio) makes yummy, delicious, crazy good Italian wine. Sweet enough to satisfy me, yet not too sweet, you know? The perfect combination, a grown up wine if you will. You can find a retailer that sells Tiziano wine, HERE. You can also learn the fundamentals of wine HERE (it’s all sort of fascinating, the science of wine tasting, isn’t it?)
On to the fun! Tiziano is holding an Instagram challenge (ending today, hurry!) where you can photograph your fave Tiziano wine moment (you can see mine HERE) and upload it to Instagram with the hashtag #TizTheMoment. Tag Tiziano (@Tiziano) and you could win a party for you and (up to 20) of your closest friends. Can you say Holiday party?!
Good luck, friends…and happy sipping;)
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