Typical Guilda

Kristie's mother spent the night. She came down on the condition that she would take us out for dinner. She also stopped by Lowe's and loaded up the backseat of her car with some firewood for us (five dollars a cord).

Since neither Kristie nor I felt like going out for dinner, we decided to order out instead. As Kristie and Guilda were visiting and watching Jaws on AMC, I was able to sneak out and pay for dinner. Now who pays for what has become a great source of contention between Gail and I. Whenever possible, I will pay. It's not that I'm being overly generous. I'll admit that. The real reason is that Gail hates it. So that makes me want to pick the bill up all that much more.

This, of course, completely embarrasses poor Kristie because there have been several times where Guilda and I literally wrestle over the receipt - one time at Mexican Village we actually bumped the table and nearly fell out of the booth grappling for the bill.

I was also get Gail to take $60 for the wood.

But - in typical Guilda fashion - as she left this morning, she stopped by Kristie's work with cinnamon rolls for everyone. On top of that, after she left Kristie's work instead of returning to work in GF or dying her hair (as she told me), she headed to the casino where she won $100.

Instead of then heading to work in GF or dying her hair, she returned to Kristie's work and gave her the money!

Errrr.

But that is Guilda.