My husband and I inherited our friend Brian from my father. You see, Brian was Poppa’s next door neighbour. In fact, he always used to say to he and Renee “let me know if you're having a party. I'll roll over onto my good ear. I won't hear a thing!” My Dad loved them both very much.
Our couple friendship solidified in 1999, when Brian was our Realtor Extraordinaire on our Orillia Lake purchase. Outside of that, I remember the first time we got together to play cards. It was automatically the men against the women. It became a constant source of banter, not to mention pure comedic relief each and every time we got together.
I lost my long standing euchre partner Renee to breast cancer a few years back. She suffered terribly, I miss her even today, but my story really is about Brian. He endured an exhausting and heartbreaking journey, handled it impeccably, so naturally we prayed he'd once again find happiness.
|Quite simply a 'BLT' moment... Brian Loves Tess.|
Taken: October 5th, 2013
Enter, stage left... Tess
I remember the first time we ran into them at the Home Depot.
Brian was his jovial self, while Tess was welcoming and looked absolutely amazing. Shopping at the home depot no less!
As a couple they have an energy. More a calmness really, which is very comforting to witness. Meant to be is the only way I can describe it.
Anyway, Saturday, Brian brought Tess out to Orillia Lake for the very first time. We raised our glasses to our health, and we played our very first game of Euchre.
Once again, it was guys against the girls. Once again, the girls kicked some serious ass. Of course, on cue, Brian and Tony accused Tess and I of cheating (on our very first hand) which leads me to my final thoughts.
TESS, thanks so very much for the really great visit. BOYS, It's been almost fifteen years... Face the statistical facts will ya?
You are BOTH just freakin' super shitty euchre players!