Cheers to Greg!

So, you know how sometimes, in your young and wild years, you have those nights which you'd so much rather forget, but everyone else remembers so very well?  Yes, those nights that seem to come up at any given opportunity and with each new telling, details emerge that hadn't the thousands of times before?  This very description matches the night of my bachelorette party.  This weekend marks over a year since I returned to the scene - a local bar in the Springfield area.  I figured I'd given it enough time that anyone who was present on that night would have found employment elsewhere.  So, imagine my surprise when the first bartender I see says, "Oh, I remember you!  You had your bachelorette party here!"  Crap.  (Mental note: add "not easily recognized" to the "reasons to lose weight" list.)  "Yeah, I was hoping no one remembered..."  I laughed it off.  Throughout the night, several other "remember when's" were shared (and no, I didn't remember...), but the highlight of the craziest night of my life (that has been likened to The Hangover) was when one fearless man, who is still brave enough to show his face around town, took me and my fellow ladies to Steak 'N Shake at 4 in the morning.  No one would have taken us ANYWHERE, and he escorted us to a public restaurant.  My aunt proceeded to seat customers (even though she was not, nor has ever been employed there), I requested, "lots and lots of fries", we harassed every patron who entered and I don't think any of us managed to sit upright the entire duration of the meal.  There were several other events that took place inside the four walls of the Springfield Steak 'N Shake, but those are the ones we don't speak of (and I figure, if I don't truly remember them, they never really happened!)

The point in sharing all of this is to honor that special person, the perpetual designated driver, the gentleman who is up for anything and never judges.  He suggested I share the trip and I found a way to do so, without reliving the shame I felt the following morning and I figured I owed him that much.  After all, he made the favorite part of my party happen!  So, this one's for you Greg Walter!  Thanks a million!!