Wednesday, July 18, 2012

When The Wine Runs Out

In this house, we drink wine with dinner.  And lately, more often than not, post-dinner conversation is spiced up a bit with the sweet/slightly awkward sounds of the glass harp.  Mostly it's me.  Sometimes the madre joins in.  Most of the time, Dad tries, ultimately gives up and looks a wee bit disgruntled.  


One of these days, he's gonna get it. But in the meantime, we'll try to stifle our giggles.

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