my glass of wine

As Andy sat down last night and sipped on a glass of red wine I proceeded to get myself an equivalent to a glass of wine. What would calm my nerves and make me happy? Nothing but a canning jar full of chocolate milk, with a straw!

I tried to act as sophisticated as my husband as I drank it...whirling it around in my glass...slowing inhaling the sweet aromatics. After he didn't hear me splashing the milk around in my cup as fast as possible I said, "Look at my wine!" He smirked and made me feel stupid for drinking it out of a canning jar. It was the only thing in our cupboard that wouldn't require me to get up in 10 seconds for a refill. I was really thirsty.We're going to a cocktail harvest party tomorrow night. Until then I'll be trying to devise a way to make chocolate milk look fancy in a martini glass.