Empty Bottles

This morning's recycling bin carried in it three empty wine bottles. White Zinfandel, Cranberry Merlot from the Shamong winery, and a White Bordeaux that were all consumed last evening with three of my favourite gals (Kat holding the number one slot, of course). Six hours, four women, several burning candles, three bottles of wine, chips, guac, brie, a baguette and homemade cran sauce made for a delightful evening. Oh, and some bad, vintage pornography from the 60s and early 70s that had us in complete hysterics. Especially The Secret Sex Lives of Romeo and Juliet. It's not every day that you see a mass orgy where one of the gals is clinging to a full breast of chicken, during the actual act. There is never a dull moment in my life.