A few weeks ago I made a homemade cheesecake for my boss’s family. Although I make a reduced sugar version, he can’t touch it due to health reasons. His family though, is a different story and according to him they are in heaven every time I make it. Without tooting my own horn, (but call me Betty, last name Crocker), I have to admit it is pretty darn delicious and for sure a huge improvement over the very first cheesecake I made, many many moons ago. It was dry and pretty flat looking, missing it’s fluffy, creamy texture and just about required one gallon of milk per slice to wash it down. I’m not kidding and I couldn’t replicate it if my life depended on it. I have no idea what recipe I used (hopefully it got lost), but after all, it was the thought of making it that counted, right? At least that’s what I’ll claim and I have the new, successful and proven recipe memorized.
Today he brought me a bottle of Red Wine as a thank you and token of appreciation for making the cheesecake. One problem….I don’t drink. Despite being German. And not to say that all Germans drink, but we are known to hold our liquor quiete well. Not me, not anymore, I lived away from Germany too long and it’s embarrassing what a cheap date I would be. I start laughing after the first beer and everything appears funny. I get even more relaxed then I’m already are and eventually I just fall asleep. I’m rambling…..but I got home, with the bottle in hand and especially since I don’t drink, I got this bright idea that a glass of wine probably be nice. It makes no sense since you would think that I just set it down and move on, but no, now that it was in the house, it somehow called out to me “Taste me, you won’t regret it”. “You deserve a glass”, “Relax and kick back for a bit”.
A glass… that’s how far I got, but in reality it only took a sip. (Pathetic lol)
The wine is delicious, sweet, smooth but immediately I feel it mess with my head. I sit here, trying to edit a profound post, a subject close to my heart that I want to proof read and polish a bit before posting. I can’t concentrate now and my frame of mind has gone to….well shit for the lack of a better word haha. I stare out the window, wow there is a rainbow in the sky, how pretty. Next thing I’m outside pulling weeds, just before dark, completely sidetracked. I come back in and I still I cannot write, so I doodle around with some pictures and some inspirational quote pops into mind.
In the end there is no profound post tonight but a little photoshop fun and incorporating the quote with some inspiration.
Red, Red Wine you made me feel so fine, but you stole my words and swallowed my lines.
“Imagination has no boundaries and Creativity is the greatest rebellion in existence”.
Beautifully written and a nice one on the Red Wine, Rhapsody. The quote and your lovely picture was so awesome. Have a great day.
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Thank you very very much my friend. I’m glad you liked it. Have a great weekend.
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Welome Rhapsody u too have a great weekend.
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Love this, you made the most of it! have a splendid weekend! (Sober) hugs from Germany. Marcus
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I think I did 😉have a great weekend my friend. Xo
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Love the photo!
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Thank you very much.
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Rhapsody, your writing is so inspiring, honest, heartfelt and beautiful. I love, love, love it. Gorgeous picture. XOXO
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Awe you are so sweet, thank you dear. That means so much to me. The wine had me talking haha. Thank you for your kind words and always supporting my ramblings. Hugs and have a beautiful weekend.
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If I wrote while drinking, there’s not telling what ramblings you might get hahaha. I use to be a heavy, heavy drinker but quit almost one year ago. I don’t miss the nonsense, drama, arguing, immaturely behavior at all! And I like that I’m literally not pissing money away!
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I hear you and like I said I don’t drink either. I was in a relationship with someone who started drinking once and I think I have memories of nonsense to last me a lifetime.
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Amen!
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Poor Rhapsody! I can’t believe it though… because I LOVE RED WINE!!! I didn’t drink until I was 21, then I liked drinking too much. I found I had an addictive personality, running in the family. But I am very proud of myself now. I mainly drink red wine (which is good for you and the least amount of calories of all alcohol) and not everyday, and usually only a glass or two (unless I’m celebrating hard and it’s like 3.) Anyway, that’s GREAT that you don’t drink though. I wish I hated the stuff because it’s so bad for you! But wine makes me relax. Sleepy, yes, so I have to be ready for it. Sorry it took your inspiration away, though.
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Oh I love red wine too, and Moscato and Riesling but I just drink too seldom and therefore I get tipsy quickly. I too get relaxed and that was exactly what stole my concentration. 😉
Good for you to recognize that you had an addictive personality and being able to stay in control. Kudos my friend, some people never make it.
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Admittedly, I didn’t used to have control over my addictive personality. I got addicted to coffee and sugar and alcohol slightly, or perhaps border line. I’m still not in full control all the time, I don’t think, but those are just days I let myself splurge. I really try to be more in control of myself. Just putting it out there that I’m totally 100% not perfect. And I love red wine. 😀
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Red wine is growing on me and I bought another bottle 😉. And as far as always being in control, it’s ok, nobody is perfect and we don’t need that control thing all,the time anyways. 💙
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You always know how to understand, Rhapsody, and you take the time to do so. It’s always appreciated. 🙂 ❤ xo
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And the same goes for you in return and your kind words always mean the world. There is an understanding beyond the words, a sincerity that is not always easy to find and a caring that touches on others in the least selfish of ways. Thank you my sweet princess. Xo 💙
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Aw, thank you Rhapsody! I hope your day is great. XO
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I would have loved to share the red wine with you, even if you would get sidetracked and leave me to have the rest of it. 😂😂😂 Actually, I would love to have the rest of it!
The words will come back and a smile will be present because of the memory.
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Hahaha I’m sure smiling, so much so that I had another glass last night so I can toughen up lol. That would we a dream come true to enjoy some wine together with you and BLT. Anything is possible 😉
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Yes! I would certainly love that and I hope it happens soon!
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Funny post😀…Nice one👍….first time I’m seeing/meeting an American woman who doesn’t drink. This is rare, there’s something special about you Boho girl, not something, there are so many things special about you…Now I’m curious to know you more. I hope I will be able to do that through your blog. 🤔
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Thank you for your kind compliments, but you make me laugh. Ha, I’m not American, I’m German, and that is probably rare too of a German not drinking. I told you that I don’t fit convention.
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Okay German but you now reside in America right?
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Yes I am, but it hasn’t changed my roots. Although I guess I have been Americanized over all the years and home is where you make it. Just didn’t know that American women are known to be drinkers. See how I pay attention lol
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Lol…very true…American women are drinkers…sometimes I feel scared if I’d like to raise kids in this part of the world……As you now have some touch of American in your German self So I’d call you A Germerican 😀
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Haha this made me laugh out loud. Never been called that, but there is always a first. I will have to remember that one. Good one for sure lol. You live in the states too I assume, so this must make you a afmerican then 🙂
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Nah i live in Canada, British Columbia to be precise😊…That makes me a Canafrican. 😀
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Haha it does get super cold there, but it’s beautiful.
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Yeah, really cold, that’s why I can’t go for a walk like you do…
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I’ve been to Canada and know. It’s bittercold if it is raining.
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