I have a 3 Stones Pinot Noir 2012 bottle sitting next to me, with its cap meeting its fate in the rubbish bin. It has ‘shows of red cherry, plum and spice’.
This is what victory tastes like.
I am now completing the final challenge set by myself when I fell into a slump. Day 10, whassap! Today I reveal a confession.
Cue the collective ‘ooooooooooooooh’.
However, if you were hoping for a fantastically juicy, sexcapadesque story Hugh Hefner would shake hands over hearing, I’m practically a Nun right now and regretfully have no recent story of the sorts to share with you. (And the not-so-recent-but-still-juicy stories you’d have to ask in person, you cheeky devil).
My confession: I’m glad this is over.
Hindsight is a bastard of a teacher. I know I can thank my past self for succumbing to the idea of a ‘blog challenge’, because I’ve been writing every day, but weren’t these topics rather crap? I’m a little disappointed in myself for needing to use this method. On the plus side, I found two daily prompt blogs with truly inspirational questions posted that I can answer! So you won’t be reading the last of me just yet. For now I am happy because for once I completed something, which is a very rare occurrence!
Thanks for the ride guys, talk (well…write) again soon. Probably tomorrow. This is very addictive.