Since I'm watching the dogs this weekend, I have to be on good behavior. So I walked the two blocks down the road yesterday to get my bar fix on at the Azalea.

The place was moderately full at 1500 in the afternoon, there's a bunch of day drinkers in this town, and the Z opens at 0800. Tina was working and set me up with a good corner seat at the bar.

In a bit a guy named Chris sat next to me and we struck up a conversation. He seemed like a solid guy, with a wife and a couple kids, and he likes to have a drink or two after work.

I always go in there alone, but I decided to show the bar crowd that I wasn't just an old loser with no women in my life. So I texted Shelby and invited her to drop in for a drink.

It turns out she was running around town with Jennifer, the hot Labor and Delivery nurse who played board games with us recently.

Shelbs said sure, and shortly two lovely ladies were sitting between us at the bar. I was on my second drink, which is my usual limit there, but suddenly drinks were being bought and I don't really remember leaving.

Jennifer came back this morning, trying to decide if she was going to New Orleans with Shelby. I had just banged the top of my head on a half closed garage door, so it was nice to have the nurse look at it while Shelby patched me up.

Anyway, Jennifer is staying behind this weekend and sleeping in Shelby's bed tomorrow during the day. She's got a night shift happening Saturday and needs a place to crash.

So shortly I'll have two dogs to take care of and a beautiful nurse sleeping upstairs tomorrow. I don't think I've ever put those particular words together in a sentence before...