I must apologize, dear readers

I don't have any pictures of Saturday night for you. I apologize. But I do have stories.......

Kat got to the house, and TheGreek showed up a few minutes later, and we were off. TheGreek was our DD. TheGreek ended up taking us to the oceanfront at Virginia Beach, since everywhere else we tried to go to was either packed to the gills or the cover was $10 a person. I'm sorry, I'm NOT paying $10 to get in and then paying more to drink. I'm crazy, not stupid.

The first place we went to had free cover for women, and the guys paid $5. The place hadn't livened up yet, it was only 11:30 or so. Kat and I get drinks and we head to the dance floor. We dance (to music that we have never heard of, I might add) a couple, and then this kid (and I mean KID......this guy might have been 18 to get in, but no way was he old enough to drink) decides he's going to dance with me.....ok, so I dance with him. And I couldn't help but laugh over how young this kid was.....it was just so funny. Well, I have to go to the bathroom, and when I come back, Kat is telling me that she had this Mexican looking guy all over her, and she finally got rid of him. We get more drinks and start dancing again. Well, the Mexican guy came back, and decides to dance with yours truly. Yeeeaaaahhhh. I don't think I got a clear look at this guys' face. Anyways, we are dancing, and more guys keep showing up to dance with us. And we were having a hard time shaking all of them. So, Kat goes into lesbian mode, and most of them disappear. And so do Kat and I. We find TheGreek, and we leave and go to a place called Peabody's. I have to give props to TheGreek, he hates this place, but was nice enough to take us there anyways. Now, at this point, TheGreek has a system of when to come get Kat and I. If he sees us laughing, he kinda backs off watching us for a bit. But the minute we start looking bored, he comes onto the dancefloor to get us. Well, Kat and I down a couple drinks, and off to the dancefloor we go. We start dancing, and very shortly we get male partners(cause we'd been dancing with each other mostly), and poor Kat, the guy dancing with her had absolutely no rhythm. I mean NONE....he couldn't even get a beat to sway to. Well, knowing that TheGreek is watching from somewhere, my left hand goes up in the air, to give him reference to where we are, anticipating him coming to get us. Right as he comes to get us, Kat grabs me and drags me off the dancefloor for a potty break. After the potty break, Kat and I get drinks and are talking to TheGreek. When Kat gets a dancing partner. Well, TheGreek grabs me, and we kinda bob back and forth there, looking like we are dancing with each other. Guy dancing with Kat asks Kat to give him her number. Kat responds that I'm her girlfriend, and that TheGreek is my husband, and she's going home with us. Guy looks at TheGreek, who decides to play along, and tells the guy that he doesn't mind his wife having a girlfriend, but gets mad about boyfriends. The look that crossed this guys' face was priceless. Last call was called, and we start to leave. Kat and I on either side of TheGreek. We manage to get to the car, which is a MINI Cooper S. TheGreek puts Kat in the car (as in lifts her into it, it was so funny), and then puts me in the car. We start home. We stop at a restaurant and go to the bathroom. We head home again, and this time, I am about asleep with my head on TheGreek's right knee. Here's the funny - his car is a stick, and I have my head in his lap while he's trying to drive. It was funny. I think I dozed off a bit actually.
We get to the house, and I crawled up my stairs, into the bedroom, and flopped on the bed next to Ziggy. Ziggy pops out of the bed, wondering what's going on. Well, I crawl to the bathroom, cause I feel like I'm gonna be sick. Apparently I was drunk enough that I didn't feel myself hurl, which is a good thing for me. I tell Ziggy that I'm going to sleep there on the bathroom floor, and he says no. So I got back to the bed, and pass out on his side. This is somewhere around 3:30 in the morning. I wake up at 9, still feeling drunk, and throw up some more. I go back to bed and wake up around 12:45, and tell Ziggy that I'm going to try a shower. Yea, vertical was NOT my friend, and I start throwing up again. I get into the bathtub, and take a bath, and go back to bed at about 2:00PM. I got up, ate a bit, started feeling better, etc.

I had fun with Kat, but honestly, I think my drunken an blitzed days are over. I am too old for all that....