...And He Said, "Ante Up!"

So yesterday was Easter.

I'm upstairs doing my hair and down in the dining room I hear my mother-in-law say to the grandchildren (five of them, ranging in age from 10-16), "Today we're playing for money!" And the pitter-patter of 10 feet scattered about the house, digging into piggy-banks and purses.

They were playing poker.

And look who won:



Let's see...we forgot it was Good Friday and ate Sausage Jambalaya after cracking into the wine about 2:30 and blew off Easter Mass, but we did partake in the 2000-year-old tradition of gambling on the day that Christ was risen...

Yup, we're good.