Roomies

Some of my fun can be attributed to my roomies. Yes, Roomies--roommates!

I was not writing about them on my blog for respect to their privacy. Instead, I was criticized for not mentioning them on the blog. (Be careful what you wish for...)

Scott

Scott is a military man, who is also a great cook. He listens to every type of music, except disco. He also reads broadly. His love of weight training is quite something, but he is very stiff. (Stiffer than me.) He can also fix things. He used to give bath to and exercise his pet toad, Freddie. A few weeks ago, however, Freddie decided to run for unlimited freedom at the cost of losing free live cricket meals.

Miriama

Miriama is studying at the University. Quite a serious student, having studied through the New Zealand system. She can almost keep up with me when drinking. (Scott falls asleep.) A series of her family members have visited us here over the past summer. Very interesting people, all in different ways. ;) This winter, her daughter is going to visit for the first time, along with other family members who have been here before.

Play Time

We are not playing together all the time. Just sometimes, as we all have many different things to do. Sometimes, however, we (either planned or unplanned) get together at a local bar after work/school. Other times, we are drinking at home, and/or watching movies, or just chatting. Scott's routine of making a big "Farmers' Breakfast" on weekends is always a treat for the later-risers (me, Miriama, and sometimes my kids). It is fun to have some grown-ups around, with whom I can also talk about parenting.