Valentine Offering

Well, I was a little miserable on Valentine's... getting happy texts on my cellie from random friends would piss me off. I scowled at red and pink; I hacked and snuffled with disdain. I went to the redwoods, they didn't ease my discontent as was my hope.
Then I remember the birthday present from my friend Toni. Toni had found an organic wine vineyard near me. She called them up and selected a bottle for me. It was on Valentine's I decided to go pick it up. Talk about an awesome birthday present! She sent me on an adventure with a prize at the end of it.
I don't know how to describe to you exactly how big wine country is out here... yeah, I see the vineyards as I pass them on the highway, but actually going up in to them and searching for a specific one was mind blowing. Mapquest is a freakin joke. Send me down REALLY REALLY wrong roads, which wasn't too terrible considering the landscape. When I called the vineyard they laughed heartily when I told them where mapquest had sent me, and got me pointed in the right direction. When I got there I recieved my wine from a trine of women who worked in the office. It was a Syrah from Frey's Vineyard, and a little baggie of fair trade dark chocolate. The chocolate disappeared before I got home.


Picking Battles

I lumber through
my tasks
like an ox
on a yoke.
I sigh heavily
against my fate.
I think God played unfairly
at a game I don't even
like to play I'm so bad at it.
God talked me in to it,
promised me it would be great
than laughed when
the trap was sprung.
Sitting in my confines
I got tired of
being on my best behavior.
Things were already a mess
before I showed up,
its' not like I ruined things.
Plus, there wasn't a reward
offered for being good.
A spoiled child needs
incentive- so used to
getting what we want
and what we think
we deserve.
Actually,
I spoil myself now
so honestly I'm
not looking for a reward
outside myself,
they lack luster.
Some would offer that
tricky God
was trying to protect me
from a worser fate,
and I say
fuck that shit.
God shouldn't play
so hard
on such a delicate instrument.
The whole damn thing
needs to be restrung.