job cut detox

I went to Adelaide last week and let me tell you, if you felt the same sense of doom and gloom as I did, I would prescribe a few days of holiday at a location of your choice. Sometimes you just need to get away from it all to lift up your spirit and recharge the body, mind and soul.

In all honesty, I did only go because I had a Qantas voucher that I had to use before its January expiry date. But, it turned out to be a holiday taken at the most opportune time, I could not time it better myself. Even with the crazy heat wave, I really enjoyed myself.

perfectly good wine

Today I am going to tell you about a careless girl's story of losing two bottles of really nice wine in the Adelaide Domestic Airport. This is not one of those story with a happy ending. If you are expecting one, do read the story of Cinderella instead. You have been forewarned.

Once upon a time, there lived a careless little girl. She managed to lose all kinds of things. She lost a few pairs of sunglasses which made her vowed to herself that she would never buy any that cost more than $20. She lost a shopping bag full of clothes, never to see them again. She lost her wallet with $500 and all kinds of identifications in it. Now, knowing this, you would think she would be a bit more mindful of herself. But, as this story goes on, you would find otherwise.

Just recently, she went for a much needed short break to Adelaide. She caught up with her friend that she hadn't met for 4 years and stayed with her during her trip. They went wine-tasting and she bought two bottles of wine. A 2008 Wirra Wirra Mrs Wigley Moscato (an $18, light sparkling white wine, for a hot summer's lunch) and a 2008 d'Arenberg The Dry Dam Riesling (a $15, unusually sweet white for grapes of this region). But this story is not about her adventures in Adelaide. That story is for another day. This story is about how she came to lose the bottles of wine.