Puerto Rico, Family Style
Papa came over last night and played Puerto Rico with me and
shadowdaddy. ( Collapse ) We had yummy pizza from Pagliacci, and Papa dug into my Hard Core Apple Cider and provided some yummy french peppercorn cheese, so we were well-fed and well-watered. He wasn't nearly as sulky about not knowing the game as he was when we played Princes of Florence in July, and he said he'd like to play again. When he said goodbye, I just had this vision that I might never see him again, and that we were parting on pretty good terms. Of course, I'd still like to see him do some anger management counseling, but I didn't bring it up over the game ... not that I wouldn't have liked to have let him know why we didn't invite him to the baseball game Sunday, which I felt guilty about but simultaneously relieved knowing that I was with people who I knew weren't going to launch into some kind of verbal attack on me out of the blue.
Uh, he also talked about what a good time Shelley had at the wedding, and went off again on the whole Chinese seafood thing. Both of us tried to explain how you complain without being negative, but then I did do some joking about my relief at seeing the food off to the homeless shelter, and he agreed that my brother would not have any problem with how I disposed of it!
I'm working just a half day today, but since I came in early I'll be making it to pilates. Yay!
Uh, he also talked about what a good time Shelley had at the wedding, and went off again on the whole Chinese seafood thing. Both of us tried to explain how you complain without being negative, but then I did do some joking about my relief at seeing the food off to the homeless shelter, and he agreed that my brother would not have any problem with how I disposed of it!
I'm working just a half day today, but since I came in early I'll be making it to pilates. Yay!