This weekend we kicked it like Christian rock stars.
Brent and Maggie won a suite at the downtown W hotel.
They put lines of salt on a mirrored table, which we all pretended to snort for photos we then pinky swore not to post on our various internet pages. Aged cheddar! Chocolate chunk cookies! For my part, I danced so hard my back hurt for 36 hours.
Worry not, Gentle Reader: I was able to soothe it with some water aerobics.
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