On those aforementioned business trips, Mommy sometimes is known to stop by a grocery store and buy cheap, practically undrinkable wine as a feeble attempt to keep her usual routine of a glass at the end of the day to wind down (yes, I fully admit this, even to my doctor). I came across this one, with its cool statement about sisters, and I nearly bought it, in honor of Kelly and Jodi.
But then I remembered that the super cheap hotel I was staying in didn't even have real glasses in the bathroom. I was not going to drink nice wine out of a paper cup.
So I drank super cheap wine instead. The kind that came in it's own plastic cup.
I probably didn't make the right choice.
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