Whatchoo’ Talkin’ ‘Bout, Fool?
Jason and Bryan came over last night for dinner and games. I even cooked dinner for them. ME! And we all survived! Granted it was just a simple chicken parmesan dish with a salad….(and the sauce came from a jar). But cut me some slack – this is a leaps and bounds ahead of that dinner I prepared for Jason a few years ago: frozen pizza, hot dogs, and sauerkraut.
Anyway, we started off with some Wii tennis and bowling. Then Randy arrived and we had dinner. We ended the night with a game of Rummy-Foo. I know for a fact that I’ve butchered the spelling of the game (Rummy-Fool? Rummy-foux? Rummy-Fous?). It’s apparently French. My friend Marin (who lived in Paris) taught it (or something similar) to me a few year ago and then my friends, Jeff and Paul, came back from a trip to France and taught it to me again when we were in Orange County after Christmas.
Bryan – who played it for the first time, won the game. Randy came in second and I came in third by only 10 points (which is technically one point in this oddly scored game). I won’t say where Jason ended up since he’s fiercely competitive and I refuse to use the L-word to describe him. But that word starts with L, ends with R, and has OSE in the middle. You figure it out.
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I can take it. I’ll just win the next time and make you cry about it.
It’s good to know those two are alive and well–they hardly ever blog any more. You all look great.
That picture is actually from December…so a few months old. But we all look just about the same. Just add a few inches of hair to Bryan and a few tons to me.