After enduring a grueling 12.5 hours I ended just about where I started. Rough, rough session where my sets got flushed on the turn and two players were ALWAYS going to call with an ace anything. Had one good high pair the entire day, jacks, and get called by Mr. Ace-rag who of course gets an ace. Have tomorrow off, go back Monday and another, hopefully more productive, poker day.

So yesterday when I call home to talk to children, Lincoln wants to know if he can have the weekend off from the math tutoring. I say “tell me your reasons Lincoln” knowing there was some real thought behind the request. “Because Mom that’s what ‘weekend’ means, week-end”. Have to laugh. Sierra excited she didn’t get any “strikes” in school on Friday after garnering two during the week. My social butterfly has to stop socializing and pay attention sometimes.

Getting ready to start the Main Event of the Borgata Poker Open. Its a $2 million guarantee.