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Back in May (I know... May... it is pushing late August but I couldn't post this before! I'm playing catch up!) we went to the North Carolina Wine Festival with a couple of friends.
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Moving on.... it was super duper hot that day. DM and I hadn't yet told anyone of the growing bambino so it is fortunate that I'm not a wine drinker or it would have most definitely caused suspicion.
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I think everyone else had a marvelous time, however. They definitely enjoyed all of the different wines from the region. And I definitely enjoyed the Italian Ice cart that was set up on the outskirts of the festival. And then we all enjoyed listening to a little Chairman of the Board who played that afternoon.
DM felt a little guilty tasting all of the wine with me standing there watching glass after glass after glass go down. But deep down, I know he loves the fact that he has an automatic Designated Driver!
Oh the memories I have (and don't have) from some past wine festivals!
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