A wine country bucket list.
…oh yeah, it’s happening.
And I’m hella determined to knock every single one of these off my list while we’re out there next week.
You see, a little back story for any of you newer readers out there. Scott and I were supposed to go back to wine country for an epic three-peat with my sis and M and a few friends last fall. And then…Scott landed his first ever teaching job, his dream job, and our little life really fell into place in SUCH the right way. Worth. It.
…but it meant canceling at the last minute our beloved trip to wine country.
So, Scott and I are basically jumping out of our SKIN with excitement over the sheer thought of returning to Healdsburg (in Sonoma county), our absolute favorite spot ever. And to be going with Jo and M and two of our friends who we absolutely ADORE is just awesome. Also helps that our friends joining us were with us last time, but one of those friends was newly pregnant and thus, didn’t get to fully experience wine country like the rest of us. She *did* make a helluva good designated driver, I will say that. 😉 So this trip is VERY much for her as much as it is for us. Jo and M are just lucky sh*ts that they get to go back after just being there last September. 😉
…but I digress.
Back to this bucket list idea. Usually you think ‘bucket list’ and it’s items you hope to one day experience. It’s a wish list of sorts. But for *this* bucket list? I’m legit hoping to knock them ALL off the list while we’re there. Think we can do it??
THE wine country bucket list:
Go ziplining. Over the redwoods. As in wicked, wicked high off the ground. As in, omfg this is going to be crazy scary. But we’re doing it. It’s already booked. No backing out now. Plus, it’s on the bucket list, so now we HAVE to do it, right??
Find a pinot noir I actually like. I’m suuuuuch a fan of big, bold reds that for me, pinot noir is just too light for me, too “grape-y” <—yes that is proper wine terminology, what of it? However, a colleague of mine suggested we try Lynmar while we’re there, promising that I’d love the pinot even if I’m not a pinot drinker, normally. I totally trust this dude, he lives in Napa for crying out loud, I think he knows a thing or two about wine (and not gonna lie, totally jealous that he LIVES among the vines!!)
Do a barre n9ne “class” among the vines. With friends, if possible. The house we rented is on a private vineyard and is utterly gorgeous. I’m thinking a (fairly) early morning barre n9ne workout before we head off to
drink our asses off our day of touring and tasting might be pretty awesome. In fact, I’m already thinking about how I can get a fusion-style class together in my head, with only a resistance band and my own bodyweight to do the trick. Totally doable.
Go to a tasting, pretending to be one of those uber-snotty wine connoisseurs. Y’know the ones I’m talking about. The ones that talk about the “nose” of the wine, spending ten minutes just swirling the wine in their glass, letting it “breathe” before they take a sip. And even when they *do* finally take that first sip, they first must swirl it around in their mouth, swishing it around to get the full “mouth feel” before swallowing (um hi, TWSS much?). Yup, I’m thinking we’re ALL in on this one — maybe one of us can stand in the back of the room and snap a quick video of this charade as it plays out. tee hee
Run among the vines. Prettty self-explanatory, no? But really, I’m not talking balls-to-the-wall training runs out in wine country. Nope. I’m simply talking about running a few miles a couple of times while we’re out there. Wait, what? You say I’m training for a marathon right now? No way! Whelp, guess that training plan is staying home in Boston for the week. Don’t miss me too much Mr. Training Plan, I’ll see ya on the flip side, I promise.
Skinny-dip in the pool and/or hot tub at our house. I have *maybe* gone skinny dipping once in my life and even then, I don’t fully count it because I was in and out of the water in about 30 seconds. And I highly doubt anyone saw me in that fleeting amount of time. Ironically, it was with the same couples we’re going to wine country with. Naked among friends can be fun, no?? Wait…don’t answer that. 😉
Annnnnd done. That’s the bucket list for wine country. Pretty decent list if I do say so myself. And now that it’s all in writing, I guess I better work on my ‘man-up’ skillz so I actually make this entire list into a reality next week, hmmm? Can you guys tell just how badly I am in need of this vacation?? After starting this year with a new job; Scott’s new job and adjusting to that; becoming barre n9ne-certified; deciding to tackle my first-ever marathon; running my ass off all winter; killing the barre n9ne 60-day challenge – one year later; and truly making this my year of ‘no limits’ — I think it’s high time for a little down time. Whoa-ly. (though, by the looks of this list, we’re going to be busssssy out in Cali, huh??)