And we’re sleeping…

It’s early in the wee hours of Sunday, and we’ve just gotten back in from the festivities. Much fun was had by all. Ember got all warm and fuzzy but not falling-down drunk. There was dancing and karaoke. There were however no cheese sticks, jalapeño poppers, or fried mushrooms because they were out. One of only two actual bars in the county and it ran out of those three things on a Saturday night. What the hell? But I digress…

At midnight when they closed we moved to Waffle House where Amber and Jer joined us, then we went down to the city playground and we’ve just now gotten home.

I was only designated driver for two people, since Critter’s babbydaddy is paranoid and wouldn’t let her come. Apparently he thought she was going to cheat on him with me, since I was the only non-attached guy there. If he is that insecure in his relation ship then either a) he’s giving her a reason to look elsewhere for affection or b) she can’t be trusted to begin with. I’m leaning towards option “a” myself, that’s why I called him “babbydaddy” instead of “boyfriend”. Don’t get me wrong, she’s a cutie, but she’s with someone and I don’t do that.

I think that’s it, I’m sure Ember will fill in some details in her entry when (and if) she gets to a computer and remembers to do it.