It's a nice Saturday.  The kind with no plans, tonight.  I'm very sleepy from lack of sleep last night and an early morning at bowling.  Alden learned some magical things, this morning, and his score was way more consistent.  It was pleasant, even if I was dozing off by the third game.  Now I'm listening to Peter Murphy, waiting for Alden and Gianna to come home.  They're out walking around town, hand in hand, like a real boyfriend and girlfriend.  It's a joy, for me, as a mother.  He's got a lot of issues, but he has a girl that's devoted to him, and he to her, and it's wonderful.

My anxiety was for naught, last night.  Just to alleviate it, Irv hied me away to Joe Canal's, for a beer run.  We got there in time for a tapping of a keg of Pumking, which was fortuitous.  We also picked up a great 2007 vintage of Monster Ale, a barleywine, a few other random brews.  The thing that made my week was a bottle of Founder's CBS in spite of the rarity and controversy surrounding this heavenly nectar.  Not only did we get it, but we got five bucks off...  We've developed what I hope is a good rapport with the beer manager at JC's, and through talking with him and asking good questions, he's learned that we're definitely "beer people", and managed to snag a bottle for us.  To non beer folks, this means nothing.  To beer folks, this is roughly the equivalent to all the good gift giving holidays, your first orgasm, and your birthday, all rolled into one.

The game went well last night. Luiz found a happy place in his leadership style, the combat was excellent, there were many player-made twists, and what I call "golden moments"  The kind of humor and historical gaming moments that are spoken about for years to come.  Lots of laughter, too, which is my favorite.  If everyone's laughing/chatting while simultaneously fixated and engaged in the story, than that's success, in my book.

Chris seemed adversarial to quote Ian, at first.  Once things got rolling he settled down.  Shelby is great with people, and she went far, through role playing, to make things good.  It's not Chris, but sometimes he arrives flustered.  He brings his demon named Leah into the game, and it takes awhile to banish that.  The demon comes back towards the end of the night.  I joked that the demon is our real boss mob.  I say the demon's name is Leah, because it's all the ugly things accumulated in his head, that she put there, or he collects from her throughout the day and surrounding gaming.  She's a good person, but she has a lot of issues to work out. Instead of actively working on herself, she's actively trying to control his life.  He struggles with it. Gaming here is a weird sore place.  I hope that over time, as we get into a groove with this, it'll fade.  Luiz is definitely coming into his own, as a DM.  It's lovely to watch.

The only thing that might make this day better is a nice nap.  The sun is shining, there's an exquisite chilly breeze, perfect nappy weather.  Maybe when the kids come home, I'll mosey upstairs with my book, and see about napping.