1 Martini, 2 Martini, 3's Too Many

A pickleball birthday brunch for one of the seven took a turn when a rain delay resulted in a drink fest. You know what can happen when guy and gal pals hang out, too much testosterone leads to a few political jabs here and there and macho, unfriendly high-fives as the guys vie for attention. But the true drama came when two of the gentlemen decided to stick around long after the dishes were done to compete for the attention of Layla.

Ass grabbing, woeful glances, not so subtle on the intention, Layla wanted to diffuse the advances of one man, Carl. The rain subsided, as she wished his attention would also. Pickleball to the rescue! But unfortunately a few games later, the Carl problem persisted and the only solution was....another cocktail.

Pickleball brunch ended and everyone went their separate ways, leaving Layla, Sabrina, Carl and Enrique. Two men competing for Layla's time with Sabrina as a witness? Talk about the definition of awkward! Backtracking to the night before where smart decisions left cars at the Fat Ox, suddenly the only way to relieve Layla's anxiety was to go pick them up. However, on the way, things got frisky...

Enrique, the long term love interest of Layla, and the only person with a car, drove the group to the Fat Ox. Layla was in the front seat and sitting behind her in the backseat was "kissing Carl" who is always up for a makeout session with more than one of the sexy seven. Carl has never made it past first base with any of the gals but A for effort and non-discriminatory practice.

Sabrina, seated next to Carl, could only watch while he pawed at Layla from the backseat. She kept telling him to knock it off which only egged on his inner 5 year old. OMG, there was nothing subtle about his intentions and we were sure it did not go unnoticed by the driver. So what's a girl to do? Ditch them both! Layla convinced Enrique with a wink and smile, to drive Carl home. Boom, done.

Sabrina and Layla stayed behind and enjoyed a great laugh and a sigh of relief. Undaunted by the days events, a debrief over a cocktail resulted in Plan B, heading for the comfort of AZ88.

Who showed up? Bachelor #1, the gracious chauffeur from earlier, Enrique. "Oh sure lets split another one," famous last words as the stress of the day and the booze went to Laylas head. Sabrina and Layla decided to head back to base camp and Enrique joined. Once home, they all tackled a final final glass of wine. Slippery floor 1, Layla 0. Crash, boom, goodnight!

After tucking the recent fallen soldier into bed, Enrique emerged to assist Sabrina in operation clean up. The day had started awkwardly and finished the same way...these guys don't disappoint! Enrique asked Sabrina about her past liaisons and if the notion of crowded relationships had come into play. Without missing a beat he suggested she join him and Layla for a slumber party. Oy vay. Yes great idea...NOT!

The next morning at base camp the girls gathered for Sunday morning coffee, and Enrique sheepishly stayed in bed until they last of the stories were told.

Only Sabrina was SEXILED IN SCOTTSDALE this weekend!