I'm just a cock-eyed pessimist

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!

Thanks to my early arrival time, I can say I did it all and more today. I made the Pilates class and worked until I was shaking (damn those non-existent obliques!), followed it up with a trip to Koraku (beef and bean sprouts stir fried with garlic, only $4.95 including tax!), then dropped off my ballot at the polling place just across from where I'd parked my car. I got my drycleaning (in preparation for my interview tomorrow!), then was pleased to see that my neighbor Kevin was home and available for a visit. He made me some tea and we caught up about the last three weeks (lots happening on my end). Now I need to feed the cat and hang last night's laundry up to dry so I'll have some pants to wear tomorrow. Still to come: Puerto Rico with Matt and Cathy! Then, I think, I will finally be able to return my brother's wayward Puerto Rico game to its rightful home.