I didn't play much poker over the weekend, instead having my first real downtime of the year, which was perfect timing. Saturday night was a really nice family evening with my godparents who I haven't seen in a year, mum, dad, brother, sister, brother-in-law, nephew and nephews best friend. We had dinner and a snooker tournament and it was a lot of fun. We had a handicapping system for the snooker that gave everyone a fair chance. My brother and I made it to the final, but I finished runner up after committing about 6 fouls in the final game. I blame the wine ! It was also the 4 week mark of giving up smoking and the first time I've been slightly drunk since quitting. I managed fine and didn't crave too much even though my godmother was still smoking. She's got a give-up-date this week and is on some of the pills that are supposed to work their magic by blocking the nicotine receptors in the brain. Hope she can do it this time, I offered my support any time she needs to just call someone to talk.
I'll leave you with this since it made me think, and that's enough ;Invictus
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
William Ernest Henley (1849 - 1902)