My rooster that we found passed out drunk on the bathroom floor earlier this week… his given name is Louis, but we refer to him as Booger because he can be quite the little booger head. Due to his recent adventure in inebriation, we now have a saying in our house in regards to people to over imbibe. “he wasn’t just drunk, he was Booger drunk”.

My boy met me in the doorway to the great room this morning (where he is barricaded in so he can’t get into trouble). He’s crowing so I guess he’s past his monster hangover.

Today made the list of worst days of my life. It also made the “Are you F@*king kidding me” list. First a little back story…we keep the wine that we are making in the downstairs bathroom in 6 gallon carboys and we don’t always bottle it when it’s ready. Sometimes we put a siphon in the carboy and tuck the end in the top of the siphon in between times when we are drawing wine out. Also, many of you know of my rooster that had a stroke and after almost a year is walking again, but not well all the time. This morning Tim went down to the basement refrigerator to get a new bottle of coffee creamer and realized the basement had flooded. Except it didn’t smell like water, it was wine and then he noticed it was dripping from the ceiling. So he ran upstairs and turned […]