So...Exciting weekend. It started tame enough; Erich and I had some dinner and then I settled in to watch cable and check email (since we had been without it all week), while he decided to go to a friend's to play Wii and drink. Fast forward to about 1:30am. I have been in and out of sleep because Abbey doesn't sit still when one of us is gone, especially at night. So, I am cranky because she's barking and I'm tired. Then my phone rings; I see it's Erich and assume he wants a ride. I was half right. Here's the transcription: Me: Hello? E: We're you sleeping? M:(duh) yeah. E: I've been in an accident and think I need stitches... M: (I'm thinking accident=car=dui=not good) What? E: (He begins to repeat what he just said) M: NO! I mean, what happened! E: Oh...well, we were playing wii and then I was wrestling with Justin and I hit my mouth on his (wait for it) belt buckle. M: Groan...OK, I'll be over... So, I pick him up, and it doesn't look goo...