I have been very proud of my groups recently. The biggest drama we had was a few weeks ago and while it had potential to blow up…it blipped right off the radar. However last night was to much. It reminded me of that moment in the Alamo movie when one of the soldiers draws a line in the sand with his sword and asks who will stay and fight and who will leave. Plans were borken and peoples egos were bruised. It wasn’t pretty. I think the reason I am most annoyed is now i have to sit and talk out this dumb issue. If I dont I know in about 2 weeks I will blow up and thats NEVER pretty. But bottom line I will never be able to think of the catfish parlour with good memories, and I will love my friends who came to Cuatros forever.
