Unsettled

Monday night, Joe and Ginger, my gracious and hospitable friends, hosted a dinner and a friendly game of Settlers of Catan (a board game, for you un-hip folks).

Dinner was wonderful, but after reviewing the picture I have to agree with Joe. It did look weird.

Ginger got board while Joe rambled on about the rules for Brianne




Settlers, was reeediculous...but still fun. We had a new player, Brianne, and a one-timer from years ago, Mike. Even Brianne kicked my butt.

Joe decided to enhance the lessons Mike and I are going through in Men's Bible study by being an example of what not to say to your spouse at dinner, while playing games, and after winning a game.....again.




Then there was the cat. Very pretty, and very fun. And possibly very usefull. I'd like to borrow her for a week. The swollen eyes and stuffy nose might be worth it.




You see, I was up late last night duking it out with Larry, the little booger scurrying around my house every night. So far, this mouse has managed to eat everything I put on an EXTREMELY sensitive trap within ours and without getting caught. Last night's bright idea was to tape a chocolate chip to the lever in a way that forces the prospect to come at the bait from a deadly angle. I heard him think about it, but he didn't do it!!

Yes, I had to think about whether or not to let people know I have a mouse. Was mice, but the stupid one took care of himself. I wouldn't want my house to become unappealing to friends who I would like to have over. Then I realized...there's nothing about my house or hood that is appealing in the first place...so we're good.