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Happy Hour.
Friday the 15th, 2008.
The Girls.
Eastlake Grill (aka: Grill of Death (see previous post))

Broke with tradition and had drinks with the girls on Friday.
There were many gin & tonics to drink.
Sue went old school with Vodka Collins.
They had questions. I had evasive answers.
It had to happen eventually.
Sue and Shelly lured me into a false sense of security by talking about cooking and kitchen stuff; but once Casey got there, gloves came off and the inquisition began.

In my own mind, I came off pretty good.
I was mostly frank, direct, and informative. Mostly.
In these difficult transitonary periods, self delusion is your only comfort.
No really, I think it went well.
I just don't get why Spanky gets a pass and I get the flashlight in the eyes.



After that, it was off to Olga's to "babysitt" the little man.
Tonight, this consisted of napping with the chi's.