I mean, don’t get me wrong here, if you enjoy being Pinterest mom and throwing your ankle biter a bash complete with petting zoo, then by all means enjoy your circus. Me? I left my “give a shit” somewhere in my other pants pocket, right next to “participation awards” and “talking about our feelings.” … More I don’t throw my kid a birthday party.
So lately, I dunno what it is, but my mortality has been weighing heavily on me, and it’s definitely shit (not chocolate). Maybe I’m having a midlife crisis. Maybe I’ve truly come to embrace my atheism and the fact that there is no afterlife, only the existential black hole that can be called “ceasing … More My mortality is haunting me.
Look, I get it, wine is intimidating. You see people holding the glass just so and sniffing and swirling and dropping terms like “mouthfeel” and “jammy” with their noses in the air. You go to a restaurant and get recommendations from special people called sommeliers who are infinitely more intelligent and sophisticated than you … More Wine Snobbery is Bullshit: From a Wine Snob.