Tonight I went to a bar with my friend, Alaska, to celebrate one of our mutual friend’s birthdays. Alaska and I sat at the bar for about an hour and talked about nursing stuff with our friend, Ashley.  We ordered a few drinks.  Then, for the second hour of the night, we danced in a dark (dark) un-populated corner of the room.  Good times were had by all.

At the end of the second hour, I asked the bartender for my check.  The total was for about half of the amount it should have been.  And I was all, “AAAAH. I STILL GOT IT.”

Then I went home, snuggled up with my husband and thanked my lucky stars that I don’t have to worry about whether I still have it or not. AAAAH. You know what I mean?