A few Fridays ago, my friends and I go out to dinner.
Pretty routine activity.
I love going out to dinner on Fridays.
It's just the perfect start to the weekend.
Like, I wake up in the morning on a Friday.
TGIF.
Thank God it's Friday.
I just listen, I love Fridays.
I love the weekend.
And I've been really making my weekends count for the last few months, so it's been particularly exciting when the weekend comes around.
So, listen, it was Friday.
My friends and I go out to dinner, and this restaurant has phenomenal wine, and I'm sort of getting into wine.
I don't know shit about it at all, but I'm getting into drinking it.
For a long time, I was just drinking, like, tequila soda, vodka soda.
But not anymore.
I'm kind of a wine girl now.
I'm getting into wine.
Anywho, on this particular night at this particular restaurant, the waiter just kept giving us more wine.
Like, I'd pound a glass, I'd put it down on the table, I'd look over, and it's refilled, and I was like, wow, what an act of generosity.
You know, I don't even have to ask for another glass of wine.