We had four wine club pickups to make this weekend, so we woke up on Saturday morning to a lovely day, got dressed, and made our way up to the Russian River and Alexander Valleys of Sonoma. Seventy-one bottles of wine later, we arrived home where Alan promptly passed out. Usually I'm the one that needs a nap after a day trip like that, but miraculously I somehow managed to stay awake. Of course, last night I crashed early and without warning. All told, it was a very successful trip for us, and on top of that, a genuinely fun day together.