a little wine...please

I did something new today. I went wine tasting with a group of friends. It was very enjoyable. I went to a winery called Forks of Cheat. Driving up to the winery you would have never guessed that this building was the main building because it looked like a house. The place was so cute. We walked into the main store room with bright brilliant colors. The wine was spread out through the store room. The view from the deck was stunning. I next learned you should only taste four wines because if you drink more you palate is tired. I guess you do not get a realistic taste after that. (I guess all those times I drank too much I should blame on my palate. After the fourth drink I was not really tasting anything. It was like drinking nothing.) You should also start with the white wines, then blush wines, followed by red wines, and end with the fruit wines. I enjoyed a nice sample from each group. At the end of the tasting we all bought some wine and decided to enjoy the deck. We decided on a white wine called Airmail Jones. The deck was so nice. The weather was perfect and the view breathtaking. If you are interested you can have a nice party or wedding at the winery.
As I write this post it is getting close to the 8pm hour. You may think I should be getting ready for a nice night out but on the contrary I will be going to bed soon. I would blame it on too much wine, too much fun, and too much sun (hehehe a little rhyme). But this brings me to another point...the boundary between young, young adult, and adult. Up until last year I would considered this a sad Saturday night because I was not out to enjoy it, however, I am now more content to stay in. That is not to say I do not enjoy some time out on the town but not every week...more like once a month. I am not young like I use to be where I could get up the next day after a night out and be ready to go. It now takes me at least 24 hours to recover from a night out with friends. Is this a sign that I am not young anymore? I do not know. I always hear people say to me..."Oh you are so young...go out and enjoy it." What I am suppose to be enjoying? Will there be no more enjoyment as I get older? I am currenlty enjoying my life for the most part. I also see a lot of people around who are more than twice my age enjoying themselves. I do not think they are lacking enjoyment. I sometimes feel young and then others times old. I feel young because I usually have a lot of energy, ready to go, swing a golf club easily, wake up with out pain, and have an abnormally healthy large appetite. I feel old because a lot of my friends and former classmates are getting married and having a family. I currently am not anywhere near that point (again if you go back you can read that I am looking for my PGA tour husband). Today drinking wine with my friends I felt like we were bridging the gap between young and young adult. Wine tasting felt like an adult activity. In college, I would have never thought of enjoying a nice afternoon at the winery. Another point, my friends and I did mention that one of things we missed most about college is just sitting on a porch drinking and watching the world go by. It seemed we had more time to just sit, watch, and talk.
I am just trying to find the right fusion in my life. I embrace age. I rarely feel any pain with getting older. (I say rarely because when I turned 25 I to step back to realize I was a quarter of a century.) Being a twenty something is hard. I am still trying to establish myself. I have no idea where I am going and how I am going to get there. Everyday is an adventure. I am looking for stability but love the chaos. To here is to figuring out the transition in my life...enjoy a glass a wine on me.