Netflix- Wine Country

Is it just me, or did anyone else make the connection of “Wine Country” on Netflix with “The Hangover”?

Of course, all these stellar lady comic geniuses coming together is no match to the hunky “The Hangover” bunch, but heck! I connected with them.

It was perfectly timed, bad news with a sprinkle of fairy dust, lady laughs, cussing and swearing and Amy Poehler and Maya Rudolph and Tina Fey and Katherine Hahn (I may have misspelt, what with 6 Buds down) can do no wrong. Go girl power!

While I fight my own battles with this bitch of a life, these fun, successful women have helped a lot dealing with this pain and anger.

Move over, Phil Todd’s hunky Hangover, it’s time to break the glass ceiling with women being funny and silly. Tears of joy, laughter of sadness- this movie was like an ice cream before hitting the hay.

Much love, from one broken woman to all those broken ones out there. 🤗

Why?

Hey old man,

When you hit yourself,

With that iron rod,

Because they didn’t listen,

Because they refused to grow up,

Because they dissed you,

Because they didn’t procreate;

You saw the evil in her heart,

You heard the vroom of the broom,

You felt the satan living within,

You tasted the poison she oozed.

Why didn’t you split her head in two?

Instead of getting eighteen stitches,

On your twisted but wise noggin?

Had you done that,

I wouldn’t have wanted to

Drink bleach and cut myself with glass.

20

Getting shit-faced,

Passing out drunk,

Lying in your vomit,

Hammered beyond recognition,

Limbs in different directions,

Fucking in fast cars,

Dancing with the devil,

Rolling bills to snort cocaine,

Unprotected fornicating,

Wasted, hungover;

Stumbling on the office floor.

Being young and carefree,

Is a young people’s poison.

In mid-life, you can’t be 20.

Validation

Really?

Validation is what you needed?

Attention is what you wanted?

Companionship is what you were after?

Felt haunted coming home?

Did I not validate when teaching your spawn ABC?

Did I not give attention when staying up late night waiting?

Did I not accompany through three figures to seven?

Did I leave the empty beer bottles next to the couch?

You brought home the bacon,

I fried that bacon.

You want money, that I get a life?

I can also wear fishnet stockings,

And get down on my knees.

A decade of high hopes,

Crumbled in a minute,

When you decided,

Hos before bros.

Chemicals

Takes one chemical,

To run from here to there,

To fuck up a lifetime,

Of nestled love.

Takes one swig,

To wear pink glasses,

And look at a witch,

Like she’s a goddess.

Takes one minute,

To pack the bags,

Slam the door

And say fuck off.

Takes a breath,

To cool the head,

And open the eyes,

To see the water’s gone.

Takes one child,

To make things right,

And the children;

They don’t deserve bad mama.

Takes one word,

To pierce the heart,

And let the blood spill

All over the floor.

Takes one beat,

To sway like grass,

In a meadow,

Browned by fire.

Takes one smile,

To forget your shit,

And that very smile,

Can bring tears to the eye.

Takes one prayer,

To hate the world,

And to bury someone,

Six feet underground.

Takes one smoke ring,

To blow out another one;

Call your wife and say,

Fuck you, bitch.

Takes one whore,

To destroy three lives;

But I’m made of bricks

And you will go in the kiln

Bones and hair and all.