Why I Love My Mother-in-Law

I realize I am unique in the love of a mother-in-law, but mine's pretty darn fabulous. I could list all the reasons, but think the birthday card she sent this year really sums it up. She knows me, and she still loves me.

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The front of the card...would have been enough for me.

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Then, the inside...it sings to my heart.

Sadly, I only had 1 glass of wine for my birthday. Note to my readers: a "white" pinot noir is still pink wine. Don't drink it. Even at $12/glass, it's still pink wine. If you're a new wine drinker, I'll permit you 6 months of pink-wine drinking, providing you do most of it at home. Then, I fully expect you to mosey your ass over to some whites, preferably NOT chardonnay. You may spend exactly 12 months as a White Wine Drinker. Then, mosey your ass one more time over to the reds. I don't care if you think you get a headache from red wine. You don't. What you do get a headache from is crappy wine. I promise you. The worst migraines I've ever had have come from crappy pink and white wines. If you're still anxious, get a sulfite free red, they're often organic to boot.