Red Red Wine, Stay Close to Me

I’ve gotten into the habit of drinking red wine in the evenings, especially on a cozy winter weekend. I will carry my delicate bulbous glass from room to room, downstairs to upstairs, wherever I happen to be going or whatever I happen to be doing. I am not a drunk, I do not (usually) over-imbibe. Sipping it just calms me, eases the day away, helping to melt the tension ever-present in my shoulders.

I never had a security blanket as a kid, and I wonder why do I need this pacifier now? Are our lives as women totally overbooked, overrun, overexposed? I work too much, this I know, for what used to be extra cash but now it has become a necessity. And owning a home is more than double the work and upkeep than living in an apartment, and then add a husband and finances into the mix. And working women with children, I don’t know how you do it.

In the song Red Red Wine, the singer finds it helps him to get over a lost love. Me, I find it helps me relax and fall asleep easier. And I have to shallowly admit, it just makes me feel like a sophisticated grownup. Not to mention, the many health benefits are well-documented. Even Newsweek magazine has published articles on reasons to drink wine. So, enjoy a glass yourself, and as someone very close to me used to say “Cheers, big ears!”

“In water one sees one’s own face; but in wine one beholds the heart of another.”
~French proverb