Due to work commitments, I found myself out and about last night with some colleagues, including KfW2. I had forgotten how much fun KfW2 is when she's out and about socially, and drunk. She's a completely different drunk in public than she is when we're drinking at hers or mine, for example.
It made me a little sad - it's been well over a year since we had a night out, just the two of us, and it's not looking likely that we'll get another any time soon (though, as shared previously, she will go out for girly nights out and pamper afternoons for manicures etc.)
I will get her out soon, though it's likely to be in a group. And I know she'll enjoy herself - she always does with the group of friends I socialise with. But she claims that nights out are few and far between with her current family and financial status - however that seems to be her decision rather than an actual inability to do it.
The poor wee thing is massively hungover today, which usually prompts a "never again" promise that she manages to uphold for at least a few months.
But, you know, these things will happen when you return from the bar with a tray full of tequila.
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