March 22nd 1:06 AM
Nate was none to happy to get the call at 1 am asking to come pick up his wife. He could tell from her slurred speech on the phone that she had more than a couple drinks this evening, and was at least thankful she called rather than attempted to drive home. Diane only lived a mile away, but there were a few things he considered an absolute no-no.
“Nate, why are you heeear?” Julie exclaimed, opening the front door.
“Ah, I’m here to pick up Jessie.”
“Jessie? Jessie who?” Julie asked, taking half a step back from the door. The glass of pink ice came into view as Nate took half a step into the house.
“My wife,” Nate answered, motioning to his wife sitting on the couch.
“Oh MISS ARIZONA!” Julie squealed, scampering over to the couch. At the name Arizona all the other ladies cheered “Miss Arizona” and Jessie proceeded to finish the remaining 2 shots of blue slush in her glass.
Nate was half a sleep and could already feel a headache coming on. Were they really playing a drinking game based upon team names? He thought there was going to be “adult” supervision tonight. “Where is Jack and the kids?” Nate asked, entering the living room.
“Oh they are at sleepovers and he’s out with the guys,” Diane said, briefly giving Nate her attention before shifting back to the TV.
“Oh Jack, you left them alone with liquor, how foolish!” Nate mumbled to himself as he rubbed his left temple. The hope of grabbing Jessie and going home was quickly dying. “Jessie, you ready to go?” he had to ask twice before getting any response.
Jessie jumped to her feet. “Yup! I’m reeeddy for deploooment!” Jessie thought she was mimicking a soldier, standing at attention, but was swaying so much Nate worried she’d fall over. He didn’t even want to know why she was mimicking a soldier, so long as he got her out the door quickly.
“Come on, lets go home,” Nate said, waving her towards the door. The other ladies whined that he was spoiling their fun, but she said her goodbyes and followed him out to the car.
“Did you know Alice was a virgin until she was twenty one and lost it on her birthday and….” Nate tried to tune out his wife’s rambling. Years ago he learned it was bad idea to listen to her ramblings as she was starting to sober up.
Nate just nodded his head the whole 5 minute drive home and helping her out of the car and into the house.
“Straight to bed when we get home. We can talk about this in the morning,” Nate told her once he locked the house door.
“Yeaaaas, siirrr,” Jessie said, trying to give him big puppy-dog eyes.
Nate considered giving Jessie’s bottom a workout in the morning, but finding her in the bathroom when we woke up changed his mind. He knew she hadn’t had a hangover in years, and this one was in full force. The fact that she hadn’t actually broke any of their rules, and had already planned a full day seemed like punishment enough. It might have been a little mean, but he actually enjoyed the prospect of changing the oil in Jessie’s car and repairing a couple things around the house while she went grocery shopping and stopped by her mothers.