Sorry to leave you folks hanging. I had a hot date with Satan this morning and had to run 7 miles in 250 degree weather with 1000% humidity.  Now that I’m coming close to rehydration (thank you Sangria and a cup or two of water) and I got a good afternoon nap in (THANK YOU, lovely son of mine, for working with me on that), I’ve come to tell you all about the boxy, personal size goodness that is the wine juice box because, really, I see myself as a messenger of all things good and intoxicating.

Behold!

Mmmmm… Peeknot GreeGeeOh (just watched Bride Wars, funny, funny)

How perfect were these instead of beers that totally make me all bloaty and burpy when floating down the river? Umh, so perfect. Perfection.  I actually enjoyed a few White Sangria ones, and they stayed nice and cool in my beer koozie. I am so Klassy. I am, I know.  I have a few on standby in the refrigerator, totally taking them to July 4th fireworks.

And, not that I’m a huge wine snob, because really I’m not. I’m a fan of 2 buck (which is really more like 3 buck and some change now) Chuck, and don’t care if bottles have plastic corks or twist off caps, it all does the same job, but I didn’t have big expectations from a wine that comes in a personal size box. It’s GOOD, though!  Maybe not like pour it in a fancy Riedel glass, swirl, sniff, sip, spit, cleanse the pallet good, but it’s totally good enough to drink with some summer BBQ, or just, you know, by itself whenever the mood strikes, like after a long day of nap strikes and meltdowns in Target.

Speaking of Target, my love/hate relationship now sways way more toward love since, you guessed it, that’s where I got these beauties. They come in a four pack and are part of the Wine Cube brand.  To my knowledge, they are only available at Target. I think they are a little less than $8 for 4 little juice boxes.  And, let me just be clear that Target did not send me the wine to review. I sought these out all on my own and am spreading the good word. Not that I wouldn’t be interested in a working relationship where Target sends me free wine to try!  Gah… would that not be the pinnacle of mommy blogging?

Kendall is nearly 14 months old and better keep his hands off my juice boxes