• Luxury Decanter & Glasses Set in Gift Box 1 Decanter & 4 Whiskey Glasses
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Whiskey Tumbler Glass Memory Story

Sitting back, I can’t help but find myself relaxing every time I close my eyes, and listen to the sweet, gentle notes of music playing off of my phone on the table beside me. The gentle creak of the chair beneath me caresses across my back, and I realize that despite all of the hard work I’ve been doing lately, and all of the stress that I’ve had to endure; the weekend is truly my time to do with what I want.

I sighed as one song shuffled on to another, and I opened my eyes to look up to the ceiling above and let my mind wander a little bit more as all of the tension I had built up over the last week just seemingly melted away from my shoulders on downward. Boots off, jacket hung up, and the heat from the fireplace mingled in with the music I was listening to – creating an atmosphere that I didn’t really want to pull myself away from.

Yet, there was one more piece of this relaxation puzzle I needed to truly complete this moment. One more part that I knew I earned.

Shifting, I turned my gaze towards the side where my phone was, towards both my Whiskey Tumbler Glass and a bottle of 12 year old Bourbon. I smiled, and sat up a little bit more as I reached on over and poured myself a large helping of Whiskey. Instantly, the smell of oaky richness, sharp earthiness that mingled with sweetness filled my senses as the amber gold splashed in a cascading wave while I filled up along halfway on the crystalline glass.

That smile remained as I inhaled once more the richness I was about ready to partake in. My memories moving on from the past week to the past year, to even the past decade as I remembered my Father and Grandfather being fans of this particular brand of Whiskey. The glass I held wasn’t the same as theirs, but it evoked that memory still of sitting by the television with my Father after he had a hard week of work himself. His favorite television shows lulling him into sleep, as he smiled and enjoyed his hard won weekend.

My Grandfather was much the same. I remember spending time with him during the summer months when I had no school, learning to be a mechanic with him as he worked on his cars in his garage and then retired to watch television in his living room as well where he had a Glass of Whiskey always by his favorite chair.

I remember growing up, and the first drink I shared with both men on my 21stbirthday. Each of us sitting in the living room, holding a glass in hand much like the one I currently held, and talking of the past and of my future. Of their pride in how I grew and was much as themselves; each one remarking I was more like the other than them (though I felt deep down I was just an extension of them both).

A smile crept to my face as I lifted the Whiskey Tumbler Glass and let the filtering glare of the lamp shine through the clear glass, and illuminate the rich amber liquid within, and I took a long drink – letting the sensation of delicious burning trail a path down to my stomach and ease my aching body and mind.

I remember growing up, and the first drink I shared with both men on my 21stbirthday. Each of us sitting in the living room, holding a glass in hand much like the one I currently held, and talking of the past and of my future. Of their pride in how I grew and was much as themselves; each one remarking I was more like the other than them (though I felt deep down I was just an extension of them both).

A smile crept to my face as I lifted the Whiskey Tumbler Glass and let the filtering glare of the lamp shine through the clear glass, and illuminate the rich amber liquid within, and I took a long drink – letting the sensation of delicious burning trail a path down to my stomach and ease my aching body and mind.