When I woke up this morning, I had alot of things floating around in my mind, the main idea was...what drives you. But I am not doing that now. When I blog, I just sit down and write what comes to me. Here it is for today. The Hunter always wanted me to learn how to play Canasta. I was raise on Bridge and Pinochle. I finally said OK. Um,...he used to play all the time with his Grandma but couldn't remember how to play? So out comes my ancient Book of Hoyle. In the mean time, we played once with friends and I loved it. Anyway, playing cards with him turned out to be the same as playing with my 1st husband. I had always thought it was a Sicilian thing to always change the rules to suit you. He kept consulting the book as we are trying to play, changing rules as he reads them. Happy that we are actually doing something together that we both enjoy and he has absolutely no idea that I want to slap some smart into him.
Opps. This really isn't short, is it. In fact, it isn't even sweet. But read on...it does have a happy ending. The Hunter asked if I wanted to go to the bookstore and then we would grab a bite. He wanted a new Book of Hoyle and I found 6 books I wanted to get. I almost always get all my books from the thrift shop. Two were hard bounds that I collect. $6.99 ea! 1 was a book I couldn't find last time we went to the book store and then there were 3 paperbacks from a new author that the Lamb Whore Leader reviewed on her blog. The Hunter told me to put them back. Then he said (thinking I was holding 5 books) that I would have to give him 5 books to donate. No problem. But he said to give him the books 1st and then I could get the books. And then...get ready, rule change....He meant 5 book for each book I wanted to buy. I put on a bit of a pouty-face until I realized that this would be a piece of cake. We got home and within 15 minutes, I had his damn 30 books and 3 more. I told him I threw in a few extra for the tax. I win!!!!! What have we learned today? That's right.....don't fuck with the middlechild.