I think I’ll just focus on Sunday from that weekend.  For one thing I spent the rest of the weekend working, and for another I think I have enough material from Sunday to whip up a sizable paragraph.  Our Sunday Funday began rather early, when we took off in a westward direction for Sonoma.  One of our favorite wineries there was having an “event,” and we decided we just might as well attend.  So we headed down I-80, destination Walt Wines.   We generally stay the night when we head down to the Napa/Sonoma area, but it’s really close enough to day-trip and we didn’t want to take vacation and all that mess.  An hour and a half later, we were walking in the door for some wine tasting.  They also provided free food for everybody, catered by Rebel Dog, and that was worth the trip in itself.  (Well…  Nothing in life is free, as they say.  They got their money.)  It was a great afternoon, I bet we stayed three hours or so.  After we got bored (or they ran out of tamales) we loaded up and headed back home.  On the drive we got to cipherin’, and decided it seemed something of a shame to drive all that way and just go to one spot.  As we came to this inescapable conclusion we happened to be coming up on Cuvaison winery, so we made the quick call to make that our second destination of the day.  It worked out quite well for us, we were very fond of the spot.  Their wines were very good, and the tasting room was quite nice also.  It was on the whole much more… errrr… “affordable” than Walt.  Much as we like Walt, I don’t think they really fall into the “value brand” category.  Gotta mix things up a little I guess.  We hung out there for quite a while, and then continued our drive back up the hill to the homestead.  We got home around five, much to Quinn’s delight.  Poor lil’ fella doesn’t care to be left all alone so much.  Matter of fact he was so wound up we got on the phone and made some quick dinner plans with his bestest buddy Rennfield up in Cameron Park, and took him up there.  While he ran around the yard like a wild, feral animal, we enjoyed a wonderful tri tip dinner courtesy of Rennfields owners.  Can’t beat that deal!  The pups showed no sign of slowing down after dinner, so we hung out and played a few games of cards too.  Whew, full day.