No wedding in Italy would be complete without a private wine tasting.

We had been lugging around a bottle of wine since our time in Italy but found ourselves one corkscrew short of a party (what’s else is new).  However, we did have a little paring knife so I set to work cutting bits of cork away in an effort to dig it out.  Genius!  I was about half an inch in when a pressure vacuum inside the bottle caused the cork to suck itself inward, causing wine to spray everywhere.  The aftermath looked like a scene from a horror movie.  The furthest splatter mark was five feet up the wall on the opposite side of the room. That’ll teach me to play MacGyver!

…and yes, my head really is 500 times larger than my body.