Mile Wide and an Inch Deep, part 2

Story #2:
After getting picked up at BWI by the trio of Hatch, Mandy and Sarah, I was dropped off at Nathan's to borrow his mid-90s green Cherokee. He rarely drives so it was very kind of him to let me borrow it. Then the visits started--straight to my parent's house for a night of music and conversations, then to Hatcher's for our tradition of staying up much too late talking about things that are much too deep, the sorts that only come out with fatigue and comfort.
Wednesday morning I went shopping and spent too much money (but J.Crew jeans were on sale for like $35. I mean, they make it look like I have some semblance of an ass, are long enough for my legs and fit me well. I'll take 'em for $35!) then over to my mom's to spend time with my sister, who wasn't feeling well. We goofed with the camera. Here is normal:

Here is not so normal...

Staring contest. You win, you always do...And then it was over to Megan and Matt's for a great evening of catching up with two of my oldest friends. Their daughter Ella is three now and a wonder; Sophie is the newest and was asleep the whole time. Yet to meet her, but I bet she's already smarter than me. The time I have with them is precious and dear.
Then it was a quick drive to Dave and Shelby's, where there was a poker game in full swing. I quickly burned through my five dollar buy in, because I was distracted by the conversations...and by my crappy hands. So I hung outside with Dave and Jeff and the bonfire. Crashed there around 1 am, then Thursday morning I stopped by camp to catch up with the ol' boss, Anna, and get the goods and gossip in the world of AL. And then the fun happened...