Last night I may have had one or two too many adult beverages. And when I say may, I definitely did. Good news is that Andrew has the day off except for the meeting he is currently in, so we got to sleep in this morning.

But while we were spending time with friends, celebrating a visit from one that is currently living in Cairo, my attention was brought to something I had forgotten about: Andrew left me one night. We were hanging out with the same friends, his friends from high school, and we were again partaking in adult beverages. He got frustrated because he was tired and wanted to go home and I was drinking, so he just left me there without so much as telling me he was going. Cam had to drive me home. It was quite the event at the time, as we had only been married all of five seconds.

I just wanted to write this down, because in my last blog about Andrew I wrote that he had never disrespected me or been embarrassed of me, but he has.