A brief stop at the Canadian River Winery in Lexington to stock up on my favorite wine, Chocolate Merlot. Thanks to a wacky Oklahoma law, the export of a wine named after the varietal (the single grape variety) along with an additive is prohibited. As long as the wine is sold within the state there is no problem. Another example of how the twisted minds of politicians can make life more difficult. Since the wine is sold outside of the state, it is now called Chocolate Drop — same yummy flavor and aroma, but a new label and moniker.
It is surprising what you learn about people during a relatively brief chat during a book signing.
For instance, a delightful lady shared that she had donated a kidney to her brother. She explained that throughout his entire life he had health issues. Consequently, from his birth on she had a recurring dream that they were children chased by bad guys.
Then at some point the dreams stopped, that is until his kidneys failed. Then the same dreams returned and continued until after his successful kidney transplant. After that they were gone for good.
Her only complaint to the surgeon at the post operation checkup was more of a request. “Next time cut in the crease and not across the roll,” she said and lifted her shirt to show everyone the diagonal scar across her muffin top.
At one of the book signings, a group stopped by and someone complained about being tired because “I just came from Red Rock.” After everyone’s eyebrows soared into their hairlines, the speaker hastened to clarify. “I was at the Red Rock Canyon Grill in Tulsa.” The reason for the surprised glances was that Red Rock, Oklahoma is a Drug and Alcohol Treatment and Rehab Center.