Finally! We’re finally done with the Big Flickr Switch, all the photos we’ve taken in the last year are uploaded and tagged appropriately. God, recording your life is a pain in the ass.

So how has SN/NP Month been going for everyone? For Brad and I, not so great. Well at least not the SN part. We were so excited to Sleep Naked in the breezy evenings of spring, but we seem to have forgotten we live in Michigan. Even if the days are nice, it gets downright frigid at night. When we slept naked under our down comforter, we were sweating all over each other. But once we took that off, and were left with nothing but a sheet and a thin holey blanket, we found ourselves shivering to stay warm. Plus, there are certain days of every month that a girl just doesn’t want to sleep naked. So we had to abandon that initiative for awhile. We hope to pick it up again soon, or maybe move the whole damn idea over to May.

No Pop has been a smashing success, however. Neither of us has had one drop of soda for 17 days! While that means we’ve been drinking a little more water than usual, it also means I’m ready to smash apart the drive-thru menu boards that only offer lemonade and Hawaiin Punch as pop alternatives. In other words, while I normally love lemonade, it’s now starting to taste like rot in my mouth. Yes I know, I could just order water (and often do), and why am I going to fast food places anyway?

You know what, just back off. I’ll do No Pop Month my way, you do it yours.

Speaking of beverages (look at me and my flawless transitions!), Brad has been on a wine-tasting kick lately. I, personally, am not a big fan of wine. No matter how hard I try, I can’t get my tongue to taste anything but dry alcohol. I’ve tried lots of wines, and there are few exceptions to this; so no, I’m not asking you to tell me some delicious wine you know I’d love. I probably won’t love it. However, if you’re dying to talk about good wine, read on.

Unlike me, Brad likes many kinds of wine, and he’d like to like more. He’s been trying to acquire a taste for red wine, but the “room tempature” thing really gets him.* I don’t understand his need to acquire this taste. If you don’t love it already, why bother? But he insists he likes it, and he usually does finish every glass he pours. However, I think he could use a little guidance on what’s good and what to avoid. My dad, a distributer of wine and other tasty beverages, gave him a little advice. But if you know anything about wine and want to share (without being a wine snob; no snobs allowed), I’ll pass it on.

*Sometimes, after taking a sip of his latest taste-test, he’ll shudder. Like, a literal shudder, complete with the noise commonly associated with shuddering (please know what I’m talking about because I have no way of describing it). Much like I do when faced with images of needles or conjoined twins.