So I was at my parents camp on Saturday. Linda is in Nashville for a conference.
I tried to call her earlier in the day, but couldn't reach her. So, naturally, I called at midnight.
I didn't remember at all and she figured that out during the course of our conversation the next day. "Do you remember talking to me last night?" she asked.
That was followed by ten seconds of silence. "No... maybe...kinda" said I. Then there was a laughing sigh. "Don't judge me!" I yelled.
Obviously she hasn't been camping or she would realize that there is NO way to stay sober when all you have to do to occupy your time is to play horseshoes.
And what am I going to do during that? Not drink? I don't think so.