I go hunting with my best friend and his dad every year. I told the girl about this and that I will be in an area that is out of cellular coverage so I'll call her as soon as I get back. I pulled in to get gas and checked my phone and boy was I suprised 32 missed calls and 20 or so texts from her. They started off nice but I'm guessing that her friends are telling her stories of their husbands or boyfriends go out drinking and whoring when they go to deer camp, that's when the texts and voicemails started getting bad. As I was listening to them I noticed how her drunkenness progressed.
I want to bring her along sometime so she can see exactly what we do at camp. It's pretty boring but we love it. I'm more likely to be covered in dog hair than stripper glitter.
She is still mad at me for things that I did in her mind but she'll get over it.
I'm getting a bit smarter, I didn't mention that I kept waking up with Cheyenne (my buddy's bulldog) in my bed. That would have sent her over the edge.