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11.06.2005

My friend's boyfriend works at a winery so last night I got to help out with crush. Basically, I got to sort and shovel grapes all night while drinking wine. It was a lot of fun but pathetically, I am sore from shoveling grapes. Even though there were several tons, grapes seem like the kind of thing that shouldn't be able to hurt. Love to all.

2 Comments:

At 8:17 AM, Blogger Tracy said...

fun fun!! did you get to use your feet?? I would buy Beth-foot wine. I'm sorry you're sore, you are so hardcore.. shoveling TONS of grapes?? You rock, that sounds like fun ;c)

 
At 5:10 PM, Blogger Beth said...

No foot stomping. Just shoveling and a little eating.

 

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