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I've been doing a bit of wine tasting this past month, basically to help out selling at the store, and I've figured out that I'm still a blushing kind of girl. White Merlot (*giggle* I can't say that word in my head without hearing "Merlot the Magician!" <-- a pox on Craig Kilbourne for getting it stuck in my brain), Ahem White Merlot seems to be my favorite, aside from Reisling. But you have to try a bit harder to have a red that I like. I think it has to be a Shiraz. Gag factor is low on those.

On an unrelated note (?) R. told one of my friends that he didn't want me to get the wrong idea about his intentions.

Riiight.

The guy who hits on my cousin and then suggests some *ahem* -action - over the phone doesn't want ME to get the wrong idea? (Edited for the masses. If you want extras, you have to email me). Nah. I went for his brother, 'nuff said. He's got too much of the older brother vibe for me to get any idea. Blech. I've been over this already. I'm done.