huevos con vino

I have an odd situation at home.  My wife really enjoys watching this show called The Girls Next Door, which is a reality show of sorts.  I say “of sorts” because the show follows Hugh Hefner’s three “girlfriends” as they prance around the Playboy Mansion in tight shirts with at least 48 lapdogs yapping at their heels.  Very exciting stuff.

My situation is odd because I keep catching my wife in the living room watching these Playboy models bounce their way across the screen.  I had assumed the show was intended for guys, but after watching a few episodes I don’t think so.  Although they seem to mean well, the Bunnies get on my nerves more often than not.  Plus, they blur out any nudity on the show, which equates to an entirely uninteresting television show for a guy.  And yet I can’t stop watching the show because every time I turn around, my wife is watching it.  So, to be a good sport, I grin and bear it whenever the show comes on.

The other night, I actually got excited about one of the Girls’ activities.  It turns out that one of the three girlfriends grew up in Lodi, California, so all of the girls went out there for a visit.  Their itinerary included heading to Michael David Vineyards to crush some grapes!  Weird.  Naturally, I was compelled to watch a bunch of centerfold models jumping up and down while wearing tiny, wet T-shirts.  Clearly, I make sacrifices for my love of wine.

The Michael David winery is a good one.  They make the Earthquake series of wines, which includes Zinfandel and Petit Sirah, two wines that seem to receive good reviews every year.  They also make an entire line of wines with cheeky, sorority-friendly names, such as “7 Deadly Zins” and “6th Sense Syrah.”  I’m not sure how I feel about wineries that attempt to market wine as a lifestyle choice rather than a beverage or a commodity, but at least it’s fun to look at the labels. 

Anyway, it was amusing to watch 4 Playboy Bunnies hopping in a sludge of crushed grapes and juice.  They didn’t produce a whole bunch of juice, although one of them drank some of the juice to see what it tasted like.  In the end, the most amusing aspect of the show was the faces of the other people who had just happened to show up at the Michael David winery that afternoon.  They were treated to quite a show, complete with a wet T-shirt contest at the end.  And somehow, my wife loves this show!  I think I’m a lucky guy.

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