GB slept until 6 pm today.

Iron Buttercup came over with the Awesome Toddler, and convinced me that a few Bloody Marys never hurt anyone. The Wrangler came over too, and we gossiped and rehashed the party over a few afternoon drinks.

Now I’m sitting on the couch, thinking that I could totally fall asleep. Except that the Wrangler just called to see if I want to meet him out at the bar. Ummm….I really don’t know. Kind of, depending who’s out…but falling asleep early is probably my best plan, since I have a full day of fieldwork tomorrow.

Maybe I’ll meet him out late, for one beer.