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Saturday night I had a late night shift to cover at work. We have a big “All-Stars” event going on all week and being the new guy I drew the sweet shift of covering from 9pm to midnight on Saturday. Courtney was out on the town with Tina and Elizabeth for T’s bachelorette party. Seeing as the ladies better-halves had congregated around a fire as well I figured I would swing up to see what the crew was up to.

Just before the end of my shift I received a phone call from Courtney. She was cookin’ up a plan and needed my assistance. Since I had the luxury of working Saturday night while all my friends whooped it up, I was the soberest one of the bunch (My soberity was relative. I had drank 4 cups of coffee in 3 hours and was having a hard time keeping my eyes straight). She called for a ride home…just not yet. She wanted to wait until bar close.

So, after work I moseyed up to Aaron’s. About an hour later I received the “cabbie” call and I went to pick up my wife and Elizabeth. We played a game of clown car seeing as my passenger list had grown from 2 gals to 4 gals. Luckily for all of us, the Mazda had room in the hatch for the car seat. Trying to do the rider math at 1am with 4 drunk ladies was a challenge, but quite amusing. We got back to Aaron’s where we continued the fun.

Court and I strolled into the house at 3am. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen the lighter half of 3am. My 3am’s have typically consisted of late night stumblings trying to soothe a crying child. It was so late that even our local Taco Bell was closed, much to our dismay. We crashed and tried not to think of having to get up in the morning.

3 1/2 Hours later I was wide awake and trying to figure out how to get back to sleep. I had nothing going for me so I just got up and headed for the kitchen. Crazily, we got our act together and were out the door to get our son by 11:30am.

I write this to let you know a few things:

1. Even given a crazed 20-somethings evening, we still are responsible parents and were quite excited to get to see our son in the morning

2. 3am is not a good time for me. I don’t like that time of day

3. 4 cups of coffee in the evening is a very bad idea

4. If you want me to haul you someplace, just let me know so I can remove the child seat. Preferably let me know before 1am.

I did a rare thing last night. I got drunk on a weeknight. I’m not against such actions, just not used to them. I’m paying for it this morning. I think even the glow from my monitor is too bright.

2 days left of work. It’s always so hard for me to drop everything at work and go on vacation. I have such a hard time just letting go. I have many people tell me that I shouldn’t worry too much. But someone should be concerned about these issues. It might as well be me.

I say “might as well” too much. It pisses me off.

As many of you know, Courtney and I attended a polo match this summer. It was fun and entertaining hanging out with a bunch of snobs. The gentlemen seated next to us spoke about his flower shop “Indulgence and Beyond.” He went into great detail about the success of the store and whatnot. On the way home a couple of nights ago I noticed a flower shop on Hennepin called Indulgence and Bloom. I swear to God this was the store the gentlemen were talking about. The guy at the counter was a dead ringer for the man at the polo match. I can remember sitting next to him at the game wondering what his store would look like. Now I know. And it’s a very fine store indeed.