Tax & Poker Party @ My House: 2/25/2007

This is the day before Wendi's brain surgery.  Jen, Joe, John (Zack's friend), Zack (until he left for work), mom, dad, Mira, Bob, & I are gathered for the purpose of tax filing and poker.  We ordered Chinese and then added the words "in bed" to all our fortunes:

Bob: You will make many changes before settling down happily...in bed.
Joe: Good things will come to you in due time...in bed.
Me: It is impossible to please everybody.  Please yourself first... that's right...in bed.
Mira: You are capable of building a thriving business venture...uh oh...in bed.
Carol: Patience is the best remedy for every trouble...in bed...ain't that the truth!
Rog: You will soon receive an unusual proposition...in bed.
Jen: You have common sense and a lot of charm...in bed...figures.




I beat Joe in Texas Hold 'em....again.





We talked to Wendi on the phone.  She was getting cold feet.  She called me the next morning at school and told me she was sorry for not being more supportive when I sent Zack to Salem.  It made me cry.  It felt like she was making amends before signing out.  She must be so scared.

Me and Wendi