I'm sure there was something wrong with the wine- not that I just didn't like it. Now I'm drinking a Turning Leaf Chardonnay, which I will not buy again, because it has no fruit tastes- only velvety, thick butter- but, oddly, not very oaky taste.

It's still raining. Good. We need it.

I've had such a bad day- I'm considering opening a bottle of Three Sisters Dahlonega Gold- a dessert wine- irreplaceable- which I had put in the fridge for a day when BF was having an awful day at work, which we didn't end up drinking.

But no- not tonight.

I need to go to Target and get cool wrapping for my Secret Sister package. I had a great time with the last one.

I'm already worried about the July 200k. It's going to be hot- though how much hotter than 101F it can get, I don't know- but with all Clermont's hills, multiple times. The RBA is talking about starting at 5AM. That would be better- less time in the heat. Too bad because I frickin' wasn't paying attention today- I'll have even more trouble affording the hotel room.

But maybe some of the same cool people will go.