I did it!

You will all be happy to know that Lo Lo and the Melanator went out on Friday night. Mel graciously agreed to drive so that Lo Lo could get ripped.

Although the night started out a little rocky (ie: the party being outside on the patio and it was 90 freakin degrees and thinking we got Z lost) and ended a little shaky (getting lost and perhaps witnessing a robbery??), we ended up having lots of fun.

Lo Lo had THREE beers. And boy was I ever ripped. But it felt so good. I cannot remember the last time I was tipsy. It's been years. YEARS, PEOPLE.

I'm pretty sure I embarrassed Mel randomly throughout the night. Hopefully she got a kick out of seeing my tightass self unwind a little. I rarely let loose like that.

Mel, thanks for a great evening. It's so rare that I'm out with friends and not wishing that I was at home spending time with the fam. But for the first time in about 5 years, I didn't even think about going home. I only had to check my watch because I had to get home in time to relieve my husband, who had to go to work.

All in all, I'm pretty proud of myself for (a) having more than one beer (b) not passing out and (c) making out with Mel.

Yes, it was the perfect evening. The only thing missing was a good fight. But that will come in due time, my friends. In due time...