Sunday, March 31, 2013
The Usual Suspects
After the meal, the table was quickly cleared so the poker game could continue. We watched a pretty impressive thunder storm over the mountains as we played, but the threatened rain was a wimpy squall of a few minutes when it passed over. It did rain during the night, just enough to give another spurt to the weed growth. I see more days of mowing in my future.
Probably from time immemorial, gamblers have cried, "Baby needs new shoes!" as they place a bet. Well, I got new shoes. As I told Deb, I could get used to having a personal shopper. She and Craig were able to find the pair that I'd been looking for. Now that's painless shopping! It just added to the pleasure of an already great day. The house seems so very quiet after the last Kid leaves.