Yea! It’s Friday!

Not that it matters to me for the most part as I am on sick leave. It’s nice because it’s the one night my husband comes home from work in a fairly unstressed and happier mood – looking forward to the weekend.

Mark wasted no time scarfing down a sandwich (gourmet dinner) and heading out the door to drop-in hockey at the local rink. After finishing, he called me from the rink and asked if we need anything.

“Not that I can think of,” I said.

“What about wine?”

I replied, “Now that you mention it, we are almost out.”

So, being the classy people we are, he came home with our usual ‘box’ of wine. We happen to like this particular brand and it’s much cheaper in the box.

While pouring our glass of wine, I emptied the old box just shy of filling the second glass. My husband promptly walked over, grabbed the box, turned it upside down and…

“You open the valve for a few seconds to let air in,” he said.

Then he righted the box and a strong stream of wine came pouring out to empty the box completely.

I looked at him with renewed respect and stated, “Wow, you’re smarter than I thought.”

“That’s nothing,” he said, pointing to the plastic bladder inside, “now we can inflate this and use it as a pillow when we’ve had too much.”