Deep Dinner Thoughts:  Drunk Dialing and Chili
I walk in the door and he calls.  Last time we spoke was over a year ago.  It’s 2:30 a.m, I’m drunk, and I answer.  The fact that I’m drunk is not why I answer.  I answer because I’m wearing the dress he bought for my birthday.  I think it’s a sign… everything is a... Read more »