Corked was a pretty good book. An autobiography. I took to the tale of Kathryn Borel Jr. and her pops very quickly. At times I thought she was too cool to be my friend. Sometimes I thought she was exactly the kind of friend I need. and then... I thought she might not really be that cool. haha. So, I guess... this means... she's probably cool. like ice cold? no.
oh gees. I'm tired and my mind is in places too horrible to discuss. one of those horrible and nice things. but one of those horrible and nice things that I shouldn't verbalize. shouldn't even allow to be a thought.
that's a tangent and thoughts like those lead to things that are. full stop. stopping now and getting back to the book.
Corked. Kathryn tours vineyards in France with her father and works some shit out. It's actually been awhile since I finished it, but there are things I still keep with me. I still order champagne before apps when I'm happy and having a fancy dinner with my husband. I still want a little book in my purse to record my thoughts on wine. even if they are lame and tragic. and I definitely still have hearts for some of the things Kathryn's had to go through in life.
This also made me think about my relationship with my dad. I think I've always tried to impress him, and I'm pretty sure he's getting tired of it. Sometimes I come off as a snob. Maybe I'll write more about this later.
Now I'll sleep and post this unedited and cheap shit. Love you!
