Updated to add: Why did I feel upon thinking about this post again, that I should have written that Ontario bans smoking indoors in public? Just so no one is thinking, she went into a casino pregnant?!
Even as I’ve complained about feeling lonely, ostracized and other unpleasant feelings on this blog, I haven’t really been literally alone very much. Our friends and family have been wonderful to us (with a few exceptions). Ugh, why do I have to include that qualifier? It’s just that the 2 or 3 jerks sometimes overwhelm my memory of the many others who’ve shown us so much love.
In any case, one of the latter is here visiting. My husband’s brother, T., has come to stay with us. He’s been one of the more pleasant surprises. I’ve always known he’s a good guy, but I can’t say I expected a shy college-student in his early twenties to be quite so supportive and considerate.
Last night we drove to Windsor, Ontario & I walked away with $100 Canadian in blackjack profits. I have a betting strategy & Josh and T. know a rough counting system, but I didn’t even really need to use them since I lost only 2 hands! It was quite a streak that I knew had to end so when I’d won 50% of what I came in with ($200), I walked away. Not the most responsible behavior since we’re currently broke, but I more often than not walk away with what I came in with at least, with an evening’s entertainment to show for it. T. wasn’t having such great luck, so when he got up to $45 Canadian in profits after a much longer playing time than me, he walked too. The dealer complimented us profusely on our restraint.
My parents are coming this weekend, so this post is really just a long-winded way of telling you all that I’m doing okay, but might not post again for awhile.