I slept at my parents house and was banished to the twin bed in the basement, while my brother slept in his king bed in the next room. When I complained to a friend that I had to sleep in a twin bed, he asked why I didn't just sleep in the king with my brother. I told him that was disgusting. I draw the line somewhere. And sharing a bed with my 21 year old brother is that line. I don't care how big the bed is. I'll take a twin anytime.
Just before Christmas, I purchased myself a bottle of sparkling cider and put it in my fridge for enjoyment another time. And that time was tonight. For tonight I had cheese and wine for dinner. And by wine, I mean I drank my sparkling cider straight from the bottle.
Cheers to being able to not have to share my "wine" with anyone else.