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Trading Bottles for Bottles

You know, some times, life just works in a smooth and synchronicitious way. That’s not usually the case in thsi house, as you well know, but it sounds good. In spite of the general chaos, however, there are often facets of this craziness that merge quite well.

For instance: DaBaby has a bad habit of biting her bottle nipples. Gasp. Yes, she still takes a bottle. But the last time I bought nipples, it was just a bit past her second birthday, and I told her these were the last I was buying, and that was it. No more. I’ve thrown several away since then, and I happen to know that she is pretty low on nipples, and I imagine her baby bottle days are swiftly coming to a close. Now, I keep her bottles, nipples and rings in a drawer on the kitchen counter. Yes, I said on. I keep the bread in one, too, in case you are curious, but the point remains that I will soon be able to get rid of one drawer. Which brings us to the state of synchronicity.

the vine store 2007 2007736Just lately, see, I have been interested in bottles of my own. I may have mentioned that my cousin introduced me to an almost local winery back in January, and I have recently discovered another local vineyard, and we have plans to go check it out the first weekend in August. They only sell their wine at a local grocery chain, and (hopefully) the vineyard. And I am looking at Wine Racks and thinking how nice one would look in that corner of the kitchen. I don’t reckon I need this big one quite yet. It holds 420 bottles, and right now, I’m only going through a bottle or two a week, ykwim?

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