Think of Something You Love

When I started thinking about starting a blog, I struggled with coming up with a name. Weeks went on, and my poor friends, heard every single one of them. Colleen's Chronicle, Leeney's Ledger, The Groves Gazette, Our Groves Are Growing, Colleen Lately and on and on. "Think of something you love" suggested my sister. Which got me to thinking, what do I love?

I love this guy

And these two

And Doing This

And Doing This

And These Sweet Little Faces 

And Sometimes I love doing this

And of course, I love my enormous family, date nights, that feeling you get when you cross the finish line of your first half marathon and a good night's sleep. But aren't these things everyone loves?

    I guess you could say my loves aren't unusual. But I do love wine. I mean really love wine. (I'm partial to wine's dear cousin beer, too) I know, a lot of girls say this and maybe it's just in our genes to fall in love with a drink that makes you feel classy when you drink it even if it's Boone's Farm from a Styrofoam cup. Maybe  it's because what of  wine means? Rarely do people chose to get sloppy from wine. Yes, it happens, but those people usually learn their lesson the next morning. Wine isn't about the alcohol, it's about the memories. It's about family gatherings and holidays. It's about fall days at the winery with friends. It's about Wednesday night wine club where some of the city's brightest and kindest women meet to catch up and support each other. It's about the dreams and friendship that all come from such a small bottle. That, my friends, is why you win some and you wine some. Happy Sunday!