I haven't posted for a while, so this is sort of a summary post.

Thursday, when Grandma and Patrick's grandpa went to bingo, we had a semi-romantic, sort-of date, during which we ate ice cream and played mancala until we realized that the grandparents hadn't really gone to bingo and were spying on us from outside the door, their wrinkled ears pressed against the wall as if they were little kids. That was the end to the semi-romantic date.

Friday, when I was working, Patrick came to apologize for his grandfather's actions. I told him it was OK and I had fun anyway. Adam then interupted us by telling me to get back to work or I was fired. Then he exercised his "Alpha Male" dominance over Patrick before going back to his hoard of simpering girls.

Saturday, when I was watering my bonsai on Grandma's balcony, a bird decided to dispose of its waste onto my beloved plant. I spent half an hour gently cleaning the leaves, then took it down to the beach for some more sun. (The condominium shaded it at this time of day.) Adam's sheep, Tiberius and Genghis Khan, ate it. Bonsai just can't stand up to rampant sheep.

Sunday, Adam presented me with an apology bonsai. I told him to leave, that my dear tree couldn't be replaced by any other random plant. He informed me that this particular tree was grown from clipping from the emperor's own gardens and had been expertly trained for over twenty years to become the plant it was today. After that, I had no choice but to forgive him and accept the gift.

Next week I will be leaving on Friday for Cecelia's. I can hardly wait, but I think I'll miss Patrick and even LuLu, who was surprisingly a very nice person. I do not think I will miss Adam.