Last Day at the Game Rooms Until November

Our little group hits the game rooms once a week and we have such a good time.  Some win, some lose, and some win big.  I'm usually the big loser but it's my only vice and it's only once a week.  I leave for home on Saturday and we don't have these small game rooms in Canada...the big casinos probably use a lot of political pressure to keep them out.  I much prefer the game rooms to the huge casinos but I'll take what I can get...Fallsview or Caesar's only once a month because I'm also a big loser at the large casinos.

We laugh a lot here.  It's much like being around a lot of holiday people who are here for the fun and we don't bring a lot of emotional baggage with us.  I brought home a stash of pop, cookies, and crackers from the game rooms to keep me in snacks until I go home.  I still have not indulged in potato chips since a year ago November and don't tempt myself by having them around.

Joann helped me carry out Faye's tote to the car...heavy as hell and must be stuffed with pots and pans!  Now I can start loading up the car tomorrow.  It won't be over-packed for the first time because I kept my shopping to a minimum this winter.  I'm anxious to get home but sad to leave good friends behind who might not make it back next winter.  None of us know what lies ahead for us...bad health, financial constraints, etc....so we enjoy each day as it arrives.

Tonight I'll vegetate because tomorrow will be busy.  Sylvia, Mickey, Jim, Joann, Bill,  Chris, and I are going to Manny's for dinner.  I love the food there but this will be my first visit all winter.

Wednesday will be laundry, packing, and preparing the trailer to be vacant all summer.  My final Bingo for the season is in the evening and I'll say as many good-byes as I can.

Thursday morning will be my final Swedish weaving for the season and then I'm going to Shelley's in the afternoon to go out for her belated birthday dinner (Tammy will be there, too) and then stay overnight.

Friday morning I'll head back to the park to meet up with Sylvia and go out for lunch.  It will be a very emotional time for us because we may never see each other again.  She's been a wonderful friend who promises to fly up from Nova Scotia for visits but I know that may never happen.  No matter, we'll keep in touch by e-mail and phone because that's what good friends like us should do.

I'll lock up and leave here on Saturday morning at dawn and hope to be back home late Sunday afternoon.  That's the plan...let's see how it all works out.