A few of my Wine Bar Regulars asked (loudly) if I was dating anyone because I “had a glow about me.”

Which made me blush. And therefore seems suspicious. But no, definitely no glow.

Nice that they call me out on it. Maybe I will start to wear a nametag that has “employed since” replaced with “not gotten laid since” just so everyone is updated. My mother would be so proud.

They’re lucky they’re a loveable bunch of drunks.