Somehow I'm guessing it might be awhile before you and Derek get "male bonding" time again

Great story!
Actually, my exact words were "no more playdates for the two of you" as I wagged my finger at them.
Apparently Jordan called me (drunk n dialed) while we were at our friend's house and said "Don't blame me (I should have known from that statement)... but Derek's become the Mayor of the Adult Pool and is buying drinks for everyone" (later to find out that Jordan was actually the mayor of the pool, after he looked at his credit card bill

) and then told me I shouldn't come back yet. That's what started fueling the fires...
oh, how awesome for derek and wendy! those things are about 100 bucks a pop.
Thank Grandma and Grandpa who bought it for her birthday. Now she wants Emily so Molly will have a friend. I thought we got Molly to be ERIN'S friend...? Now she needs more friends??

Hee hee. But yes, at least shopping is easier now. Anything AG will do.
he looks like he might be having a slight seizure.
I hadn't thought of that, but yes, he kind of does... ha ha. It's what he calls "his scary pose." Betcha you wouldn't want to run into that in some dark alley... ha ha.
I counted a banana and a ham and cheese panini as the only food you ate...
you had 8 heavy duty drinks...so you were toasted...
you got Wendy mad at you because you blew off church...
you have a period of your life unaccounted for...(granted its a small piece)
and the
one thing that you were slightly unsettled by was that you got "busted" by your old pastor smoking a cigarette...
I'm not sure whether to send Wendy some kind of sympathy card...

or to be jealous that you were actually able to pull off a 20something bender...
Technically the ham/cheese was on FRIDAY... Saturday (the day without a memory) was only the banana...
And yes, I was a little ticked at blowing off church especially for this. It's not like he chopped off a toe or something and was in the emergency room.
Thanks for your sympathy

It's not like I'm against having a drink now and then but it's just that we're not 12 anymore (well, some of us aren't

) and sometimes we just have to put certain behaviors in the past...
But the kicker of the story (probably before Jordan remembered what happened) was that when I talked to him on Sunday, he tells me "don't worry, we'll watch the kids for you tonight..."

And I am briefly envisioning my kids hauling Uncle Jordie in from the adult pool because he can't walk, or worse yet, finding them behind the bar learning to make a mean LIIT.
That's my story and I'm stickin' to it.