Elaine's Blog: Midlife Cabernet

Midlife Cabernet - Tossing Out the Guilt Garbage

 

Humorist Erma Bombeck once wrote that guilt was the gift that keeps on giving.  I no longer want this gift because it makes me crabby, unproductive, and resentful when I prefer to be sparkling, positive, and somewhat creative.  So I intend to scamper to the top of this heavy pile of baggage, raise my liberated, wrinkled arms to the sky, and declare with gusto:  Guilt be gone!

Midlife Cabernet - Sucked into the Sewer of Political Pomposity

 

One of the many advantages of living in the last third of life is that I don’t accept crap from anyone.  I wasted valuable time during my thirties and forties posing as a pleaser, forever scampering around to ensure that everyone was happy while concurrently fighting manic hormones that were yelling at me to break something.  Now, like a fine wine aged to perfection, I just don’t give a rip.

Midlife Sex: When Your Libido Goes Limp

Hide the kids.  Valentine's Day soon will be here, so it's time to get a glass of Cabernet and discuss midlife sex...

Midlife Cabernet - Waiting for the Prize Patrol

 

I recently visited my mother in her assisted living facility, and she was sitting in her wheelchair looking at a copy of ESPN Magazine.

            “Studying for the Super Bowl?” I asked.

            “No,” she responded.  “I don’t like sports.”

            I noticed the stack of magazines on her table.  FORBES.  MENS HEALTH.  EBONY.  JET.  YOGA TODAY.  ELLE.

            “Have you been taking your medications, Mom?” I asked, wondering about her sudden interest in all things young and masculine.

Midlife Cabernet: The Curmudgeon Phenomenon

One of the best reasons to slide gleefully down the backside of middle age is to reach that glorious oasis where I just don’t care anymore if my socks match, or if my plastic pink flamingo in the yard irritates the neighbors, or if I could braid the twig-sized hairs growing out of my chin.  My life is an inviting place that reminds me of my paternal grandmother’s old rocking chair; the one with the sagging, butter-soft, leather seat and the wooden arms worn white with wear.  Finally, I’m comfortable with where and who I am.

Midlife Cabernet - A Vintage, Full-bodied Blog

The power of a child!  My sweet granddaughter, Mirabel Ruby, celebrated her second birthday yesterday with a festive party as four generations enjoyed brunch and mimosas prepared by her parents, singing by her cousins, and a musical program from her grandparents.

Midlife Cabernet - Still Sipping After All These Years...

I took a small vacation from my blog titled Midlife Cabernet.  OK, it was for three years, but who's counting? 

Today's Cabernet

Today's blog was fueled by a glass of 2006 Terra Alta "Sexto" from Spain. The wine was introduced at a "Women, Wine and Money" event in Boise last week. It's $26 a bottle and is called "Sexto" not for the carnal flirt but for the word "sixth" in Spanish. The wine maker added a sixth grape to the blend so decided to call it "Sexto." The six grapes include garnacha, carignan, tempranillo, lledoner pelut noir, cabernet sauvignon, and syrah. I'm a fan of Italian and California wines, but this Spanish blend is absolutely yummy.

Give a Valentine to Your Heart

Today your heart will beat 100,000 times. There’s a good chance it will do the same thing tomorrow, unless you suddenly get chased by a rabid tiger after having a triple-shot of espresso. The fear and caffeine will fuel your adrenalin and increase your heart rate so you can flee from the tiger, leap a few fences, and return to work before the caffeine buzz wears off.Midlife is the right time to start loving your heart. One in two women will eventually die from heart disease or stroke, and eleven times more women die of heart disease than from breast cancer.

Today's Cabernet

For the perfect way to celebrate a fresh year with unlimited potential and nowhere to go but up, try 2006 Cakebread Cellars Rubaiyat red wine from Napa Valley. Cakebread is one of my favorite wineries and the wine is worth donating a sliver of kidney to get. It's about $32 a bottle and will make you want to get a second job to have the $100 bottle of Cakebread Cabernet. Rubaiyat was named for a verse from Omar Khayyam's poem: A book of verses underneath the bough,A jug of wine, a loaf of bread -and thou beside meSinging in the wilderness -Oh, wilderness were paradise, enough!

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