Note: I’ve been a bit reflective this week because I was fighting a little cold but also because I’m on a mission to lose some weight. That mission has been totally set back by said cold, but I guess that’s how these things go, right? Right. Both are reasons why I’ve been writing a little less recently but I do have a lot of topics still to cover. Don’t you worry, they’ll get written. It’s just taking some time to get everything to sync the way I want it to. Anyway, back to my original topic of this post. Birthday wine.

Earlier this year, I stated that I wanted to drink wine from my birth year on my birthday. Turns out, I drank some on my half birthday back in March at the hands of a very generous friend (Thank you, thank you, thank you, Adam). Now, being a month out from my actual birthday, I’ve come to this bummer of a realization. I can’t afford to buy anything from 1985 to drink on my birthday.

Sad. True. Disappointing. Yeah, it’s kind of all of those, but not really. I put up that original post shortly after the renaming and redesign of this blog, and at that point, could never have imagined the doors that this writing would open for me. Since then, I’ve gone to two wine regions, met a ton of amazing people, and yes, I’ve even tried two wines from my birth year.

Even though it might be slightly disappointing to realize that 1985 wine on my actual birthday won’t happen, it’s still okay. I have a birthday every year and no matter how old I turn, a birth year wine will still be special.