Last night I was playing Scrabble with Chris. I wanted to use the word "yew" but wasn't completely certain that it was a word in the dictionary. I remembered hearing it somewhere, but didn't know the definition. I decided against using it out of fear that Chris would challenge me. Robin informed me that it was indeed a word, and provided me with the following definition: Any of several poisonous evergreen trees or shrubs of the genus Taxus, having scarlet cup-shaped arils and flat needles that are dark green above and yellowish below. I won the Scrabble game anyway, I always do. :-)
Today was a regular day, nothing particularly exciting. When Chris arrived home from work, he handed me a new chess/backgammon board. He bought it because he said he hates playing with the chess set that my dad gave me. My dad gave it to me last year, he has had it for 30 years. My uncle bought it for him in La Piedad, Michoacan. It is the same chess set that he used to teach my siblings and I to play chess on. I was very surprised that he gave it to me. I suppose he understood that I love the game as much as he does. It is a small, humble set carved out of wood. Yet I think it is beautiful. I hope that my children will one day be as passionate about the game as I am, but I digress...
