Paul's Birthday is the Fourth of July.
Heh. Moms always have the best blackmail material. ;) So when I got together with him, he came with a whole big family who took me in as one of their own. Lucky for me, they're really cool people and I'm very fortunate to have them as part of my family for all these years.
Where was I? He's really a homebody; he doesn't much care about travel just for the sake of travel; his idea of a vacation is to travel to where friends and family are and hang out with them. He could care less about all the other stuff; he wants to play games and gossip and play music with all of his buddies.
He's made a lot of good friends all over the place, so it seems to mostly work out. Paul got more and more into playing music and keeps making more friends that way, and I did too. We've ended up going to music get-togethers, music conventions and whatnot over a lot of years and playing with the most amazing people. They've become dear friends, family really, that mostly live far away so we don't get to see them nearly often enough.
And trips to Toronto or Winnipeg or Seattle or Germany or the East Coast or the Midwest aren't so easy these days. Not that they ever were, but you know, between having kids and the economy and all, it doesn't happen so much now. Thank goodness for the internet for staying connected.
My own perspective on this guy is probably skewed by the fact that I've lived with him for all these years; he drives me crazy with some of his habits, like being messy, not putting anything away but piling things on every flat surface in precarious mile-high stacks of boxes and documents, magazines and mail, carrying around his stuff in crinkly plastic bags (what's up with that?). We have both been irresponsible with money in the past, and that has caused problems at times. Growing up financially took longer than it should have, perhaps, but it's getting better.
Yeah, see, we did eventually manage to get around to having kids. Twins, even. Boys. Paul told me before they were born that he really hoped that someday they would want to play games with him. I think that one's come true pretty clearly; Riley has gifted his dad this time around with a Magic Deck of Riley's own devising. I've been listening to hours of secret discussion on this wonder deck and how to balance the kinds of cards in it to so it will become invincible. I just listen and nod a lot because frankly most of it is over my head. It's a bit scary to watch how much of the strategy and rules of all of the various games the boys have picked up.
|Paul is on the left in the fashionable plastic pants.|
|I love the Kwinn Clan.|
|Puzzlebox in concert with Callie on flute.|
|Allison makes the 'squinch' face.|
|Singing with Kathleen.|
|On stage: Maya, Taunya, Himself and Jeff.|
|At a Rock Jam at Consonance.|
|Consulting the Monster Manual during D&D.|