Last year my friend Lauren and I decided that we were grown ups and should act that way. So when the Downtown Business Association had their annual Wine Walk, we chose to go. We got dressed up, left the children with our spouses and walked to local business to sample wine. It was fun. Nice adult only time, without the drama of a bar. After we went to that first one we found out there were more!!! But, we had missed them for that year. So we made the date for this year. We missed the first one, but I called her two months ago and reserved the evening with her. We picked out our outfits and went shoe shopping. We were going to look so pretty. It rained all day, and the afternoon of the Wine Walk I dropped off Gus and Katie at a BBQ in Spring Creek and as Kris and I were driving over the 5th St bridge we could see people starting the walk. They were all in jeans and t-shirts. It was cold. The pretty dress I planned to wear with the cute new shoes sat in my closet unworn. We wore jeans and tops like everyone else. Kris stayed with Lauren’s kids and had her first baby sitting job while Lauren and I tried 13 different wines in 13 different stores. We still had a great time even though we weren’t dressed up.
The place with worst wine had the best snacks, the Western Folklife Center let us into the gallery, Duncan Little Creek also let us into their gallery, found the cutest purses at MishMash and Muddle. As we were thinking of leaving to come back to the real world a couple Carson City Hotshots trucks pulled up.
One of the guys got out and asked where all the fun was happening for the night we told him all the happening places, and decided to go eat breakfast (it was 7 at night) we had our usual meals and headed to the bar we sipped our sodas and got our ears chewed off. We finally called it a night returned to our lives...
