Thursday, February 5, 2009

Big Jugs

OK, this is not that kind of blog, but the word "jug" is hi-larious to me, I don't know why, I'm just nutty that way. Anyway, in reference to this here post, you may be wondering, "What the heck??" I will spill.

A couple of weeks ago, Oscar came home with a jug of wine. Yes, that's right, a jug. Considering that he does not drink wine, ever, I thought it was a tad odd. The conversation went kinda like this:

Me: Hey, what's up with the jug of wine?

Osc: Huh? Oh, I'm going to start drinking a glass of red wine every day.

Me: Oh. Ummm, why didn't you buy the good kind, then? The kind, not in a jug.

Osc: Well, grandpa used to drink a glass of this (insert super sale jug of wine brand name here) wine every day, and he lived to be 90.

Me: Okay then.

And there you have it, the hubs' reasoning for buying (and drinking), the big jug of wine. I thought, it was just a phase, It'll pass, I said to myself, but here we are, weeks later, still drinking from the jug (well, not literally, he uses a wine least).

Sooo, here's my bright and oh-so-humble, retro-ey kitchen.

The stove....ahhh nice, very-stove-ey....

A cute chalkboard, sweet....

A few of my cabinets, very kitchen-ey....

and at last.....there it is. "Big Jugs" as I have affectionately nick-named, the big jug-o-wine.

Ain't she a beaut?


Debra said...

ahhhh....I have had a few of those jugs too. (Not all at once thought, lol)

PamperingBeki said...

Bahaha! That is too funny. my dh when he drinks cheap ghetto beer. WHY?!

Vanessa and Company said...

Heeehee!! Only they know!!

Monica said...

oh hey!
I love that idea!
Grandpa used to give me a capful of that jug wine whenever I visited!

Whimsy Portraits said...

OMG...dying laughing. had to google you...M wore your cake shirt today so had to see what was up in your store..and stumbled into your blog.

My mom STILL buys the jug of wine.