Lonely Piñata....

I woke up with this song stuck in my head this morning... and I'm not really sure why.

This weekend was an interesting one... Keeper and I both worked on Friday and Saturday, me during the day and Keeper working events at night. Then yesterday, Keeper's parents came to town, and we wandered around the museum, then Bastille Days, and then we all went to Glorioso's. His mother was nice enough, but it seems his father still is a little cautious about getting to know me, really. It was a little disconcerting, but I made do, and we still had a pleasant enough day. After the Glorioso's visit, we returned to the condo. Keeper's parents went for a swim in the pool downstairs, while Keeper and I were hanging out upstairs. When the parents returned from their dip in the pool, we all decided to go get dinner, so we went to Kopp's. After Kopp's, his parents drove us back to the condo, and left for home. Overall, the visit was not unpleasant, but I think it might've been better. I hope the next visit goes better.

In other news, I seem to have gotten my dearest E. addicted to Viva Piñata. She started playing it last week on our Xbox, and has since downloaded the PC version to play while we're not at home. It rather amuses me. She finds that "hurting" the piñatas is cruel (even though, you  know, they're Piñatas... as in, they get hit by small children for candy to fall out...), and she looks as thought she might cry every time a piñata dies in the garden. She seems to really enjoy playing the game, though, and that makes me happy. :)

I'm really hoping that this week goes better than last week... Until next time,

“If the person you are talking to doesn't appear to be listening, be patient. It may simply be that he has a small piece of fluff in his ear.”

-Winnie the Pooh