Booty and Wine

Is it weird that when I wrote that title I instantly connected wine with a booty call, as opposed to what this is about?  Where on earth is my head these days?

Right, well anyway, a couple of weeks ago, Jessie from Pirate’s Booty sent me a treasure chest, literally.

I opened it up to find BOOTY inside!

One of each flavor Pirate’s Booty, a chip clip, a coupon and a keychain.  This package wins for best presentation of samples from any company, hands down! So, after I chased Solomon around with the chip clip, trying to clip it to his nose, lips and ears, I got down to business.  First things first, original booty, which Solomon had NEVER had :(.  Obviously he loved it.  Cause it’s cheesy and delicious and generally rocks.  Another obvious thing to note…Rufio got in on the booty action.  There was food involved, so he was there.  It’s like a law of nature or something.  Food = Rufio.

A couple of days later I gave the Bermuda Onion a try.  I had high hopes for these guys, but was really disappointed.  They tasted like Funyons.  I love the original so much, I’m willing to get over this.

Because it’s my blog, I feel like I want to share the Funyon story with y’all.  I’m keeping everyone anonymous though.

Back in college one year 8 of us shared a suite.  There were 2 doubles and 4 singles (I had a single).  One of my friends in one of the doubles had invited a boy she liked over to watch a movie.  He was going to bring the movie.  We worked together as a suite, and basically redid the room to allow for maximum date action.  We took all the chairs out of the room, and set up the TV so you pretty much had to sit on her bed to watch it.

So the guy shows up…with his roommate, a bag of Funyons, and Silence of the Lambs. Some date, right?  So my friend convinces me to stay in the room with them, since the situation is so bizarre.  Well, something you guys don’t know about me is that I am afraid of my own shadow, and scary movies are a big no for me.  I made it through about 5 minutes of the movie, and had to leave.  I felt bad leaving since it was her, the “date” and his roommate, but what could I do?

The “date” sits on the floor, and the roommate curls up on my friends bed with her.  “Date” sat on the floor the whole time and ate a giant bag of Funyons.  It was gross.  The whole thing was just so bizarre, because we were all fairly certain he liked her, but roommate and Funyons do not make a date.  Bringing Funyons is like saying “No way I’m gonna kiss you.”  So that’s the Funyon story.  It makes me laugh.  It wasn’t so funny at the time, but looking back, we think it’s hilarious.

Back to the booty.  As I said, this was the.best.packaging.ever.  No way in hell was I throwing out my treasure chest.  I looked around, and couldn’t decide what to do with it.  I looked at the message on the chest, and knew what I had to do!

Healthy? Delicious?  I’m on it!  Behold…my newest wine holder!  Both healthy and delicious, right?

I adore these little guys, but can only find them at Target in Florida.  Perfect when no one else wants to open a bottle, and for cooking.  Plus, you can throw them in your purse with a straw and sneak them into the movies.  Not that I have ever done that ;).

I have a swim meet later, so I’ll post the Chobani giveaway winner later.  That means you still have time to enter!  Good luck!

Don’t forget to head over the Balance is Beauty for a Glo Bar Giveaway!