Champagne and Cherries

I've told (very few) people about my blog, but that people that I HAVE mentioned it too look at me like I'm high when I say the name of my blog is "Champagne and Cherries."
Let me explain.
Both are things that, in my life, have held some personal meaning to me.
Champagne is obvious: it's a luxury. It's something to indulge in. When I was a kid, I saw fancy people in movies who were living the high life, sipping champagne at sparkling parties on New Years. But it's also more than that. Yeah, when I was a kid, champagne was all about glam. Now, it means something more. The best way to describe it, is the fruits of your labor. It's relaxing in style, without worry.
Cherries, maybe, aren't so obvious. Cherries are simple. Where I live, cherries grow in abundance. They're the natural (and literal) fruits of life.
This might not make any sense to you, dear reader. The other thing I can liken it to is this: New York City, and Mayberry. My utopia is an even split between the two places. The bright lights and the porch-sittin'. It's what I want most in life-- the best of both worlds.

It seems like my whole life has been about the dichotomy, but hey, I'm a Gemini, so I guess I'm living up to my astrological persona. I've never been a huge extrovert, but I have had to figure out how to be happy living between what I want and what I need.
So as I randomly sort my thoughts on both, I'll but them here. The champagne and the cherries; As I figure out how to have them both, and find the balance.
Sorry for the disjointed post. I'll write a more (and with better flow) later...