I just spent my day at the Indiana State Museum with these guys.
People…I’m SOOO geeking out right now. You’ll get another post very soon about the exhibit itself…but really…
This geek is so very happy.
GIVEAWAY NOW CLOSED. Winner has been notified
Erik’s a dry, I’m a sweet.
With our wines, of course.
Last year we were thrilled to be able to go to Vintage Indiana for the first time.
We were unprepared for the level of the festival.
There was so much to see and do, and so much variety with the local Indiana wines, we hardly knew where to start.
It’s a day full of music, food, and 30 Indiana Wineries!!
Fun fact: Did you know that this great state of Indiana has 69 wineries?? And a 70th is set to open this month?
Last year we were a little unprepared for the event. We didn’t bring a blanket to sit on, or have any idea what to expect. This year we’re going in full-barrel (get it? barrel? I slay me)…and preparing to take a longer day and enjoy ourselves and the line-up of awesome artists.
What artists? Well…take a look at this concert line-up:
12-2pm - Cari Ray
2:30-4:30 – Jennie DeVoe
5:00-6:45 - Josh Gracin – yes, THE Josh Gracin, former American Idol and US Marine!!
There is so much to do and see at Vintage Indiana, that you won’t be bored…not to mention that with over 300 wines to sample, you’ll have plenty to keep your taste buds happy. (Not a drinker? No problem, the Designated Driver tickets cost less and there’s food and music).
Kids? No problem. This is a child-friendly event, complete with a kid’s play area.
So how do you get there? Where do you find the tickets?
Here’s the details:
OR, you can win a pair of tickets right here!!
That’s right, I get to give one of my lucky readers a pair of tickets for the festival!
All you have to do to win this giveaway is leave a comment telling me if you’re a sweet or a dry.
I’ll pick a winner on Friday, May 24th at Noon. The winner will have 48 hours to respond or I’ll pick another winner.
Thanks to the Vintage Indiana sponsors for making this event possible!
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I have a few of my own, so I don’t deny him his.
Unfortunately, his eats up space like you wouldn’t believe.
<—This is (one of) my bookshelves two years ago.
That is approximates 500 (or more?) movies.
Blu ray, standard, TV series, movie series, duplicates and an occasional triplicate.
You think it doesn’t look bad?
Those suckers are 2 rows deep.
At one time they’d been alphabetized, but every time hubby took out a movie, alphabetizing went right out the window. New movies were bought and we had nowhere left to put them. We had movies he forgot about because they were hidden in the back.
Our books were pretty much the same.
Out of control.
Fed up, and desperate, I took myself into the depths of Amazon. I knew what I wanted. I was a matter of finding it and balancing the cost vs. the reward.
I finally decided the cost was worth it for the final reward.
i.e. Being organized.
Still, in 2012 I used caution. I only bought about half of what we needed. Just in case–a) they didn’t work or b) we hated them.
What did I use? The Bellagio Italia in Brown (Pro-tip, buying them 3 at a time is cheaper in the long run than by 1, 2 or 6….). Last year I bought 9, this year I bought 9 more, plus 6 packs of the refill pages.
What else did we do? Well, we thinned out some duplicate movies (but not all, I can’t tell you how many versions of Star Wars we have…okay, I can. It’s 5). We thinned out books (namely I thinned out books because I rarely re-read anything). We took them to Half-Price (w/ regret as we got next to nothing…selling to Amazon would have gotten us more $).
Movies are organized into just a few categories.
Some special movies/series still aren’t put away. The James Bonds b/c they aren’t ours. The new blu-rays of the Star Trek Movies, b/c we just got them and haven’t decided if we want to take them out of their pretty cases yet.
For the first time in…well, ever…I’m becoming extremely picky about organization. Right now I’m die-hard about the movies, but it’s seeping into the rest of the house.
The husband couldn’t be happier
Most days we try not to imagine that it might happen that way.
Our vision of ‘perfect’ for our kids was always, as most parents is, that they grow up and out, have their own lives, their own loves.
For the most part, we haven’t redefined that vision, that dream.
Some days, though…we worry about this one.
What if her quirks hold her back?
Her misunderstanding of emotion leaves her alone?
Most of the time we ignore the fears. We focus on her growth, her excellent development socially, listen to her dreams of being a model.
Until the day one of our myriad of doctors says, “That one may never leave the nest.”
It puts a rock solid lump in your belly to hear it from a professional.
I guess it’s a good thing my trust for doctors is in the toilet.
Because I refuse to believe it.
At least for today.
And for the future.
Until proven otherwise.
A Mom now called Mimi.
A daughter now called Mom.
The tides change.
One day the tides will turn.
I will be the Mimi and they will be the Mom (as I hope for both of them).
But forever, this moment will resound with me.
The last time I became a mom.
The last time my mom joined me in a hospital room to welcome her newest grandchild.
The moment I became complete. Our family became complete.
Until they grow and it’s time for our family to grow again.
I think we all remember being grounded at least once in our lives.
Or many times.
I never minded – I’d be ordered to my room and have to stay there…
But I had my books. Nothing better than being made to sit in my room and read.
It might have been more punishment to make me go out an socialize.
Crippling social fear can do that to a person.
The one doing the grounding.
I’ve got it easier than my parents (only in this instance…in many ways my parents had it easier…).
Because I can send down the worst punishment of all with one keystroke.
Change the internet access password.
It’s the end of the earth as he knows it.
No online games.
No chatting with the girlfriend.
I do love a good password protected router.