Would you guys bear with me for a few more weeks? I’m sucking, I know. It’s just that I’ve been so busy. (And you know, panicked.)
Here’s the thing. My mom used to collect wine corks from dinners or parties with friends, which she’d ask everyone at the dinner or party to sign as a memento. So when I inherited her beautiful Japanese lacquer cabinet after she’d passed away, I opened a drawer filled to the brim with dated and signed wine corks. It was the most awesome sight. Most of them also had a quick word detailing where the wine had been imbibed.
This PROMPTuesday, I thought it’d be cool if you described a lovely (or horrible, if you run that way) drink you shared with a lover/friend/enemy/etc. The drink could be wine or coffee or Jamba Juice. BUT, the drink should have been life-changing in some way. Share the story as a vignette, poem, one-liner, however you like.
And no rules. I’m way too crazed for rules. OTHER THAN:
Post your submission in the comments OR post in your blog and leave a link to your blog in the comments.
Thanks for understanding my butt suckage. I’ll be put right soon enough.