Remember that road trip to Disneyland, with stops in all the best amusement parks between here and there? And sneaking the bottle of vodka in to Magic Mountain, drinking half of it, and then losing the rest at the bottom of the log flume ride? Remember our giddy debate (not at all as quiet as we thought it was) about whether to tell the ride operator and ask him to retrieve it, and how you flirted with the burly security dude who gave us our invitations never to return? And then we found the bottle in the bottom of my purse, intact and still half-full, because it hadn't been in your little backpack at all?

By the way, are the red comments at the top of your recent posts your own thoughts, or unattributed quotes? (Because they're clever, and I like today's particularly!)