I had a glass of wine with dinner. After two sips, I felt it. At half the glass, I didn't care that Josh wasn't eating his dinner. (He eventually ate everything on his plate.) By the end of the glass at the end of dinner- yowzers! The full force of the wine had taken over and I was feelin' silly. Maybe it will help me sleep good tonight.

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