On the weekend there are so many things to do in a house, that you practically never stop running around. It is mostly on Saturday, that day that I use for washing clothes, cleaning the house, as well as picking up what is not in its place. I always bring forward everything I have pending because Sunday is the day I like to rest. And it is not only my preference, most people do the same. Although you can't go for a walk like you used to, if you don't have a means of transportation, you are not a person.
And there I was on Sunday, sitting on the couch in my living room after a fairly quiet morning, where I even wrote a blog post. Around one o'clock in the afternoon Orlando calls me to invite me to his house; it happens to be his birthday these days. And taking advantage of the fact that this Sunday the family got together, he had a little party, to which he kindly invited me.
This is how my friend @longevoatrevido, without intending to, saved Sunday. Around three in the afternoon, more or less, I left my house on my way to Orlando, which, as I mentioned before, is not very far away. The activity had not yet started, but the whole family was there. The teacher was very happy, mainly because of the magnificent gift of having his granddaughters at home.
Here I met his youngest daughter Ana Laura and her husband, who took advantage of the fact that I was there to tell them about the beehive. And maybe it was not the right time to talk about our favorite blockchain, but it happens that the boys are from the city and it was obvious that they were not going to have another time to coincide with me. That's how in a short conversation, in the middle of a birthday, two more #cuhivers accounts were born.
Orlando tells me that they never miss a birthday, they always try to celebrate the greatest gift that life gives us, which is to be with the family. I am a witness of these activities, it is my second opportunity to share with the family and I tell you that they know how to be magnificent hosts. There I played a little dominoes with the master, in spite of being a "big boot" in the game.
I think I am the only Cuban who does not kill him so much playing this board game, but when he calls you the fun is answered. We won one of the games, in another round something rarely seen happened, when we were drawn by three of the table with the same count of chips. To the rhythm of good music by Puerto Rican merenguera Olga Tañón, this pleasant winter Sunday afternoon went by.
It was cool; luckily I took my coat, but with all the human warmth that spread in that doorway of Orlando's house, it was not noticeable. It was time to water the dominoes and we said goodbye to this time of recreation. I had a great time there with my friend's family, who, as if it were one of his musical pieces, composed another Sunday collection.
The images used in the post are my property, taken with my Xiaomi Redmi Note 10 S. Texts translated into English by Deepl Translate.
