While at a family friend party tonight Jess and I got a lil’ drunk, held hands, danced and sang “Eight Days a Week” to each other. A random man, who I can only remember that I had seen him at other parties and he had dimples, asked if we were sisters because we have similar expressions. While I know this man knows my actual sister, I could not speak at the moment, having lost most motor skills. Jess spoke for me as I nodded emphatically, “No, we’re partners.”

Half a second rolled by before I started giggling all over myself as Jess shouted “Writing partners!! We are partners in writing! Not cunnilingus! Writing!”

We promise, dear reader, not to go back and edit our drunken updates.

Hearts and stars, Julie and Jess