In any case, so it's 12:30, and I just woke up from a lovely wine-induced sleep. Chardonnay is the best - none of the hangover headache of sauv blanc. I re-ordered this one from Fresh Direct pronto. A new bottle arrives between 2 and 4 (or much later, if Fresh Direct continues their recent track record. And if it starts raining, forget it). Also, a lesson taught to me by the Dove lounge down in NOHO - white wine goes best with John WH Macy chesse sticks. Yum. That was dinner last night. And a scone from Sarabeth's (frozen via Fresh Direct).
I hate Fresh Direct. They insinuate themselves into your life, then make you sit and wait two hours for groceries and then deliver way late. They do, however, bring your groceries to your door, even if you're in, like, and 8th floor walk up. God, I hope those don't actually exist.
So, today is for work...until, mmm, 4:30ish, when I leave for Brooklyn for the office happy hour. Yay! Cocktails! I'll have to see whether the femme attorneys drink beer, wine, or cocktails to see what I'll get. I'd rather not beer, as I sort of can't stand it, but who wants to look like the hardcore drinker when everyone else just grabbed a beer, or the prissy princess with the white wine? Not me. Even though I sort of am the prissy princess.