Amber flew into town (ANDBOYWEREHERARMSTIRED!) Saturday and we ran errands and had lunch (Abyssinia — her first encounter with Ethiopian food) and I left her at the house to grade papers and create a final while I scurried off to work. When I arrived home, she was feeling froggy so we hopped over to Leslie and Mark’s house for their holiday party. It’s always fun getting to parties late, because everyone’s usually schnockered and highly entertaining. It was cool having Amber meet some of my Memphis friends and vice versa. I like seeing parts of my life converge like that.
And I don’t remember Amber, either. Damn.
Oh, honey. We didn’t get there until 12:30 or so and you were already nekkid in bed. Sorry we missed you! But the party raged on in your memory. :)