So one of the things I did with Squee in Chicago was go swimming. When you're looking for a swimming vacation, I heartily recommend Chicago in February. Well, technically, we were in Wisconsin, so maybe that was slightly more tropical.
Anyhow, my own snark about it aside, part of the purpose of the trip was to get to know and spend time with Squee's kids, who are all amazingly awesomesauce. One of the ways we did that was hanging out in the very nice hotel pool together.
A while after we got our swim on, Squee's partner, my metamour Veronica showed up. That was awesome too. We'd met before, at CAPcon, but she hadn't really been on my radar at the time. In the ensuing months of Squee and I blasting off into relationship space, Veronica and I have become good friends and text-buddies. We hung out in the pool and got our chat on, and spent time, and it was just nice.
After the pool we all got together to play this game I'd brought with me as a present for the family, The Game of Things. I love this game. You get a card like "Things you should not call your children" (my answer "That guy with the pants"), and everyone writes down their answer and hands it into a reader. After they get read aloud, people try to guess who said what. It's hysterical. For some reason, the whole lot of us got obsessed with bacon in our answers.
After the kids got to bed, we hung out some more on our own, and in the morning, I awoke to find that Veronica had left us this little schmoopy gem.
See what I mean about the bacon?
What a good trip this was turning out to be!