I bet nobody outside Ohio knows that there are
quite a few wineries in Ohio. For many
of us in the state, we pucker at the memory of drinking native vintage, but our
wine has gotten remarkably better and even wins some big awards. Some people enjoy winery tours around here,
and you know, the more wine you sample, the less picky you get about it anyway.
We have the right climate for it -- to which I can
personally attest since I was trying to tug grape vines out of my yard this
week. I landed on my butt and gave
up. I also gave up the battle with
thorny raspberry vines. I've achieved
the usual mid-summer defeat in the battle between landscaping and nature.
I lack motivation to do much this week. Sometimes I look at all the stuff everyone
else is doing and feel like I've got to do more too. Mostly I think that I need a real vacation and excitement, but
that would all take motivation which I've already said I lack right now. I want to curl up with a book and ignore the
world.
I know a lot of this has to do with some major reorganizing
they're doing at work right now. I'm in
limbo, waiting for a new person to start in a couple of weeks. Everything may work out great, but the limbo
of waiting to find out if it will be is wearing on me and sapping my energy.
I think we all go through phases like this? Sometimes I think it would be better for
everybody if we talked more about the times when we aren't winning awards and
going full-tilt because the down times are the fertilizer for the later
successes. Or maybe I should say that
these kinds of times are part of my life, and necessary to build up energy and
ideas for later efforts.
Maybe I used up all my emotional energy earlier this week
when the Cavaliers won the NBA championship?
GO CAVS!!! Bzillions of people
turned out for celebrations. I went out
for margaritas with some older ladies and we watched the parade on tv. These grandmothers wanted our team to put on
their shirts, quit getting tattoos, and "get a haircut!" LeBron James is everyone's son, neighbor,
friend this week since he's a local boy who's done good.
Maybe I should put in the disclaimer that I usually don't
watch sports and mostly don't care, but the energy of everyone was electric
this week. I even watched the second
half of the last basketball game. GO
TEAM!!!
But the joys of early week have faded and I'm lazy
today. I have some good wine that was
made by an Italian with California grapes, but the wine was made in Ohio. I wonder if that still counts as local
vintage? I'm thinking of putting my
feet up and drinking some of it on this lazy summer day. Cheers!
