Emily & Emily & A Bottle of Wine

A thrilling blog that will knock your wine-stained teeth off. Prepare yo' self.

Talking about Hockey?

Now to take a break from our usual discussion and discuss sports…hockey, in particular. Yep, you read that right. Now I don’t really follow hockey and if I had to guess who would be writing a hockey post I’d have assumed EK since her cousin is likely going to be playing in the NHL (woot woot!) BUT my little ol’ alma mater of 2,100 students in upstate NY (Schenectady to be exact) has made it to the Frozen Four – which is hockey’s equivalent to the Final Four – I am beaming with pride and figured since I had a soap box (this blog), I better spread their success and my enthusiasm with all 18.4 readers of this blog.

They play today at 1:30 PST (4:30 EST) against Ferris State (some school in MI). Let’s go U!

If you are oddly interested, here is some press the team and my school has been getting:

Sports Illustrated

NY Times Blog


NY Times 


Baaaaaaack with a Monday Morning Song

So spring break is over – lame – but that means we will be posting more often – woo! – anyway, back in the early days of our friendship EK and I bonded over this Wiz song:



So I thought, what  better guy to express our post-break hangover and we don’t give a s@&t about this last month of law school attitude then Wiz. Here is one of his more recent songs – though not  “Young, Wild & Free” (which I’m super into and I don’t care who knows it)



Hope everyone had a lovely last week of March and that you too got to get away



A New Song for Tuesday

Heard this new song on the local radio station on my way to school and I was pretty pumped.  It is  “Man on Fire”  by Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros‘ new album, Here, which is scheduled to be released this May. Hope you enjoy!




Sidenote: the blog has been and will be a little quiet as EK and I go off gallivanting for spring break. We need to go out into the world to get more material for the blog and will fill you all in post-break.  Have a good last week of March!

#Pinning for Spring Break

So as you may or may not know, in our spare time, we go to law school. We’re in our last year (Anybody out there in interweb land need some lawyers with an affinity for good red wine and the outdoors? . . . no? weird.) which means that we get to have one last “spring break” a week from today.  If all goes to plan, though spring breaks for us usually don’t, we will be individually galavanting through New Orleans, St. Louis, and the backwoods of Oregon. Thus, it seemed only fitting to focus our pinning this week on spring break themed photos. Enjoy!

Source: 500px.com via Emily on Pinterest

Source: google.com via Liz on Pinterest

Source: google.com via Monika on Pinterest

Source: flickr.com via Becky on Pinterest

Source: google.com via Inger on Pinterest

The Real Winner? Da Matterhorn

Who got more camera time, shameless mentions, and longing looks on the season finale of the Bachelor? No, it wasn’t Courtney’s butt, it was the Matterhorn.

The most beautiful thing Ben has ever seen.

This episode, besides being really boring, was incredibly pointless. He basically admitted to his mother and his equally ugly haired sister that he had picked Courtney. It was obvious that after they gave their stamp of approval, Lindzi had no chance in the game.

Deciding who to pick, or admiring your hair ?

I know most people really don’t like Courtney, but Lindzi was kind of getting on my nerves too. From her super fake tan face, to her sudden onset of extreme clumsiness when meeting Ben’s family, to her less than deep life observations about how “propelling” off a cliff is like being in a relationship – she was like watching a really beautiful color of paint dry.

I kinda love you, you know?

I didn’t feel bad for her when Ben said he loved someone else (after saying he loved her . . . is anyone paying attention to this shit?). It also didn’t look like she cared either, did she even cry? She escaped the most boring life ever with Ben, and she gets to go back to what she does best, ride horses in ball gowns.

And how fitting was it that Courtney walked to her proposal in elbow high black gloves. If she wasn’t labelled a black widow before, she sure is now.

I will love you forever. Or at least until I drink all of your wine.

Oh my Dad. I am so glad this season is finally over.

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