Originally Posted by LawrenceMD
I gave my wife's friend a ride home last night. She was drunk and stumbling around in the streets and my wife say's "hey isn't that.....so and so?".
very pretty girl, apparently she got drunk and her male friend she was with hooked up with another girl and she tried to walk home alone.
I think I'd be upset at her male friend, but don't really know all the circumstances. Still, that was very kind of you.
So, this week has been rough in terms of family harmony, and today the wife gets on a plane to go to a weekend conference. Not really happy about that (although YAY FREEDOM), but last night the Mrs. was trying to put our little RoRo to bed and she was having None of That Nonsense. I'd left the door to her room open and she jumped out of the wife's lap, ran out of her room and found me in the kitchen where I was eating a peach. She jumped at me, I picked her up and held her in one arm and we ate the rest of the peach together - I'd cut off a small piece and she would grab it. Then she drank water from a glass - which for her is still a dicey proposition, she tends to wear some of it (and by extension me since I'm holding her). I know, these are things you do every day, but it was a moment of blissful serenity for us.