Self-Help and Wine. They Go Hand in Hand.

Hello! Thank you to all of you who have reached out to me with suggestions and/or advice on how to deal with my flight anxiety. It’s really nice to know that I’m not the only person that experiences these crazy feelings!

One of my old co-workers, Terri, suggested I read Many Lives, Many Masters and I rushed over to Barnes&Noble to pick it up right away. I’m open to try anything and everything!

I almost walked away with this massive book as well.

I’m addicted to the Self-Help section.

And I may have gotten a little distracted by this section:

Anyone else obsessed with the 50 Shades Trilogy? No? Just me?

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Last night, Hema and I went to her friend Priyam’s house for some wine tasting. She was hosting a girl’s night and was super sweet to include me in their night of fun because she knows that I may be a teeny-tiny bit obsessed with wine.

Wine tasting. In the comfort of your own home.

That’s pretty much like my heaven.

She had a wine consultant come to her house and had a great set-up of cheeses, milk chocolates, and dark chocolates to pair with each wine.

 

She made some amazing pesto pizza on lavash bread. DELICIOUS. And I’m not just saying that because I was all vino-ed up.

We played Scattergories. And won. Obviously. I do tend to get really competitive when I’m vino-ed up.

It was such a great girls night. It makes me happy to know Hema has such great people in her life! =)

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This morning, my jet-lagginess woke me up bright and early.

Hema took me to Dripp in Chino Hills.

Isn’t she the cutest?

I also managed to close the car door on my own finger. So now I am typing sans middle finger – that’s talent, my friends.

I’ve been walking around like this all day.

I also missed out on Joy’s wedding shower today since I ended up staying in Chino longer than expected. I was trying so hard to make it toward the tail end. But then when I got onto the freeway at 2PM with a 1.5 hour drive ahead of me (and the party was going to end at 4), I realized it was probably not going to happen.

I was not a happy camper.

But…ONE MORE WEEK ’til Hawaii!

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Let’s chat!

1) What’s your favorite section at the bookstore?

I’m 100% a Self-Help gal. Maybe I just need a lot of help.

2) Are you more of a cheese/wine or a chocolate/wine person?

Gimme all the cheese.