Wine is Always Appropriate

I've always liked wine, been able to tell you what I like about a particular wine and whether a chardonnay was aged in an oak barrel (yum!) or steel barrel (not my thing).  That being said, it wasn't until a trip to Napa with friends several years ago that I was able to really take the time to educate myself about wines.  Now, I'm no wine snob, not even close, but I know what I like and what I don't like.  I sometimes like to spend $60 on a bottle of wine and sometimes only $10.  And I believe you can get a good bottle on the cheap.

Here are two of my favs from my CA trip:

Lava Vine, Napa Valley

We stopped at this little, blink and you'll miss it, winery on our first day and it definitely set a high standard for the trip!  Right off the bat I fell in love with the beautiful, natural setting and the intimate tasting room in an old barn.  The personalities behind Lava Vine are part of their brand and part of why everyone loves this place so much.  Jon, tasting room experience extraordinaire, makes everyone feel at home.  Even better than his good-natured spirit is his expertise in food pairings.  He paired a wonderful dessert wine with chocolate, sea salt, olive oil and cayenne pepper (I think).  As he was describing each taste that we were experiencing as we ate it, I knew that my time at Lava Vine would stay with me forever.  They love wine and their passion for good wine and good food is infectious.

You really can't go wrong with any of the offerings at Lava Vine.  We really enjoyed the Chardonnay (and I usually stay away from Chardonnay) but it was the Viognier that blew my mind.  Beyond delicious!  If you're in the area, you have to check out Lava Vine.

B.R. Cohn, Sonoma Valley

To be honest, the main tasting room at B.R. Cohn was so overrun with people that I didn't really enjoy myself.  It was clearly under-staffed and the staff that was there was lacking basic customer service skills (I'll blame that on being insanely busy but who knows).  Our group quickly found ourselves outside wandering the beautiful grounds of the winery.  Bruce Cohn, the proprietor, is a car enthusiast which is evident by the whimsical little sculptures around the drive way.

Everything was relaxing (once you left the tasting room) with it's white buildings and green lawns.  After a little exploration we found ourselves in the Classic Car tasting room - a very small building around back with a friendly twenty-something ready to pour us some wine.  These are the kind of little places that I really enjoy (see Lava Vine!).  The wine was much less expensive and much less pretentious.  This is the kind of wine you open on a Tuesday night for no reason other than it sounds like a good idea.  Check out the Panel Wagon Pinot (only $22!) and the Drag Racer Red.  Both great choices.  You won't be disappointed!

More great places later.  For now, check those two out and enjoy!

Take Me Out To The Ballgame

What a great night!  The weather was perfect, the company was outstanding and the Twins won, in the bottom of the ninth no less.  It was wonderful. 

My dad treated us all to a night at the ballpark with great seats in one of the exclusive club levels.  We had in-seat wait service, private bathrooms and indoor seating in a club-like atmosphere for drinks before the game.  Target Field is spot on with the amenities and we loved it!  I think we’re going to make this an annual tradition.  Last year while spending a terrible summer in Rochester we talked a lot about all going to a Twins game.  Scott and I love going to games but my parents hadn’t seen the new field and hadn’t been to a baseball game in many years.  It was something we were all looking forward to but it was not to be.  My mom’s presence was missed last night but I know she would have been happy that we were all there having a great time together.  She would have been cheering on the Twins right along with us.  She was a huge Twins fan.

Up next…we need to take Jackson to a baseball game.  We haven’t taken him since he was about 2 months old.  

Grief

A year ago today was my mom's last radiation treatment - a day of celebration and smiles.  I had no idea what the next few weeks would bring us but I knew we'd fight through it just as we had the previous seven weeks.

It's true, there was a sense of fear once treatment was over.  With treatment there was a plan.  We knew what was happening everyday.  We fell into a routine.  Not a fun routine.  Not a routine that you ever want to find yourself in but a routine none the less.  Once treatment ended we just waited and prayed that all would turn out alright.  We had no idea.  We just had no idea.

Grief can be so isolating.  I truly had no idea the depth of pain of losing a parent until I was plunged into it - and really, how can you comprehend something like this unless you've experienced it yourself.  I guess I've found it even more difficult as time has gone on.  It seems like people expect that you will get over it in a few weeks, months, etc., but the waves of pain keep coming and I have no doubt will continue to do so for the foreseeable future.  I think being pregnant made me feel even more isolated.  Everyone was so excited and looked at me as if I should be exuding happiness but I just did not feel that way.  I guess being pregnant was almost a constant reminder that my mom was not going to be there, that she and my babies are going to miss out on that relationship. 

The chaplain at the hospital said to us that tremendous grief is the price you pay for tremendous love.  I don't think truer words were ever spoken.  In the end I am so thankful for the time we did have with my mom, that she and I had such a close relationship and that I have so many amazing memories.  This summer my mom, dad and sister Elizabeth (she was on summer break from grad school) lived in a hotel in Rochester, MN for seven weeks so that she could have treatments at the Mayo Clinic which was right across the street.  Rochester is only about a 75 minutes drive from the Twin Cities where my other sister and I live.  We went down there at least once a week and I was able to take a few days off from work to be there with her for some of her treatments.  As crazy as it sounds, it was a real bonding experience.  We were a team (I even had Team Dee Gee shirts made for everyone) and were there to support my mom in every way possible.  I can honestly say that we all did everything we could do, there are no regrets.  Sometimes you just can't understand why things happen but just need to believe that it was part of the plan.  I know that my mom is my biggest cheerleader in heaven.  I know that she was proud of me, that I am who I am because of her, that I can draw on so many good times and strong values to help shape my own family.  She taught me how to be a good person, to work hard, to treat others with respect, to help others whenever possible and to do everything with a positive attitude.  I know these things because of her and while I will miss her every day for the rest of my life, I can live my life as a tribute to her. 

This is such a "one day at a time" kind of process.  All of the "firsts" have been hard but it does get a little easier everyday.  My husband has been so strong and supportive through all of this.  I couldn't have asked for anything better.  I draw strength from my family, my friends and the knowledge that I will see my mom again someday.

About time...

Wow, it’s been a while.  Things have certainly changed in our little corner of the world – some for better, some for worse. 

I don’t always understand the curve balls that life throws our way.  In fact, sometimes it’s just maddening.  There have been so many ups and downs in the last 2 ½ years.  We bought a new house and entered into the world of landlords (we couldn’t sell our townhouse and had outgrown it so we're renting it out).  We both have new jobs that are making us happier and improving our professional lives.  We have a four year old that constantly challenges us but also brings so much joy to our lives.

We’ve had some serious trials as well.  In June 2012 my mom was diagnosed with esophageal cancer, stage four.  This is not good news folks.  Our lives got completely flipped upside down as she went through chemo and radiation treatments from the end of June through early August.  All of her treatments were at the Mayo Clinic which is only about 75 miles away from us.  I was able to travel down there at least once a week to see her (my parents rented a suite in a hotel across the street from the Clinic).  It was an oddly bonding experience for us all I believe.  We were a team, we fought right alongside my mom.  In the end, however, what we all prayed for was not to be.  We lost my mom on September 28 after a three month battle with the most deadly, frightening, vicious disease there is.  Dealing with the biggest loss of my life has been the biggest challenge of my life. 

The past year has also brought immense joy with the birth of twin (TWIN!) boys – Beckett and Declan.  We found out last July that we were pregnant and by the end of August knew that it was twins.  The words “you’ve got to be kidding me” kept going through my head for days/weeks/months.  The truly wonderful part is that my mom knew it was twins and was so excited.  She had just begun to tell people when she passed.  I’m so happy she had that joy after a nightmare of a summer. 

The twins were born by c-section on March 27 at 38 weeks, 3 days.  Quite an accomplishment if I do say so myself.  Both were over 7 pounds and very healthy.  No NICU time, no scary moments and we all got to go home together on Easter Sunday which also happened to be my husband’s birthday.  Such a great way to celebrate!

We are now a family of five and loving every minute of it.  It's exhausting, don't get me wrong, but my boys put the biggest smile on my face.  And after a year like this last one, those smiles mean all the world to me.