I think I’m going to give the chili a final score of 2 to my 0. A worthy opponent. I won’t be doing THAT again soon.

But in the freaky “someone is playing with your world” arena, I was at my mom’s after work to pick up my son, and she said “Hey, do you want to stay for dinner? I made chili.” What are the odds? What are they?!

(No, I didn’t stay. I would have had to sleep out in the back yard. But darn, it would have been nice to not have to make supper.)