The night on our vacation after my W's mother left, I got VERY drunk...more than I had in years. Woke up when W came back into the room (she had apparently spent most of the night in my DD5's room). Later, as I was nursing my hangover with a cup of coffee, she sternly told me she would not tolerate that kind of behavior. H: What kind? Drinking? W: What you did last night. H: I don't remember much after you went to bed. I don't even remember going to bed. W: (realizing that I was probably telling the truth, and softening her stern-ness) You don't remember what you did in bed? H: Nope.
She told me that I came to bed, touched her arm, and she said she didn't want to be touched. She said that, after a couple of minutes, I touched her again, "sexually", and she left the bedroom because I was getting "aggressive."
I apologized, very sincerely, and told her that I had no recollection of the event.
It was actually a pretty positive conversation.
Geeze...I was really drunk...a combination of frozen margaritas, mudslides, and wine. It's a wonder I didn't get sick.
However, on a related topic...Lil: that wasn't TMI...that was "just enough information."
