Alone Upstairs

Camilla is leaving tomorrow, so tonight we celebrated with a goodbye masă. Parascovia invited several women who work with Camilla. Parascovia prepared lots of foods and Roman barbequed some chicken. Parascovia asked me if I knew how to make margaritas, and I told her I did. So she asked me to make it. But the only thing that was the same about these margaritas is that I used margarita mix. It was made with vodka, lemons, sugar, and mix. Not exactly the same creature that I’m used to, but it got the job done. Plus, I was happy to have something besides Cognac for a change. We ate, we celebrated, we ate, we talked, we ate, we played billiards, we ate. It was a really good send-off for Camilla.

I will miss her. She was much better at Romanian than I, and she knew some English. So she was able to help me out of a couple jams every once in a while. And it’s nice to have someone else in the house around my age. Plus it was much easier to tell Roman “no more drinking” when we were together. I guess I’ll have to stand up to him alone now.