Occasionally I go to a bottomless mimosas brunch, and occasionally have one two many mimosas. The result is an inexplicable desire to FaceTime with pretty much anyone in my phone book. I don’t know if this is a post colligate phase, where I feel far away from my friends, or just an inexplicable bad day drinking choice. Either way after a particularly bad bout of Facetime harassment I decided I need to apologize with brownies. Although brownies don’t entire make up for the time wasted trying to dodge my calls, they do soften the blow. Especially when stuffed with Fast Break candy and frosted.
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