These are the shirts the kids wore to school on Friday. Aren't they the best?
I mean, a shark eating a burger and asking for ketchup? Hilarious.
And a fry themed shirt on Friday? The best!
Not the best? Family Game night at Spencer's school.
I worked last Friday and the last, last, last thing I wanted to do that evening was leave my house and go play board games in a school cafeteria. Michael was of a similar mindset. We even offered each kid a $15 purchase from Target if we stayed home and watched a movie. We thought they were going to accept, but, no.
So, here we are at Family Game Night.
And here is how we all felt about it.
On Saturday I met my Sisterhood group at Escape Games in downtown Mesa. I've never done an escape the room before. It went about as well as I expected. I had minimal interest and I contributed minimal problem solving skill to the activity.
We did "Aunt Edna's Condo". Here's the info:
Your poor old aunt Edna has been growing increasingly paranoid over recent years. Since the passing of her husband and the payout of his sizable life insurance policy, she has suspected the entire family has been trying to steal the inheritance. Now that she has been moved into a nursing home, she is appealing to you, her favorite relative, to enter her condo, retrieve some personal belongings, and arrange to have them sent to her. The inheritance is carefully hidden somewhere in Edna’s condo, and it’s protected by layers of tricks and traps. If you’re clever and quick, you may be able to find this wealth that has eluded many before you.
If it hadn't been for the other ladies, Maryellen and I would STILL be in that room. I did help to decode a few messages and I did find something hidden in an air vent, but that's about it.
Here we are in the "condo" listening to Aunt Edna's recorded message.
We had an hour to escape the room. We did it with 19 minutes remaining. And when I say "we" I absolutely do not mean me. Or Maryellen.
Our victory picture. They said they were going to post it on their Facebook page. They lied.
After we escaped the room we walked around downtown Mesa looking for a place to have lunch.
When we all arrived that day I noticed that every single one of us was wearing pants/shorts/skirt/capris that were different lengths. I mentioned that we should take a picture standing in the order of length of our bottoms. So we did. Then when I looked at the picture I noticed that all of our shoes made a pattern- open/closed/open/closed, etc. What if one person had changed just one part of their outfit? It would have been ruined!
Also? Cynthia forgot to bring her Sisterhood shirt from California, so the above picture was totally edited by yours truly on picmonkey.
This is the original.
Downtown Mesa has a bunch of metal street art so we all had our picture taken with something. Well, except for Brenda. She was taking the pictures. And maybe she got one, but I just didn't get it too.
After we ate lunch at a Thai place I came home and Michael and I got started on the gazebo project.
It's not much to look at. We basically just draped a huge drop cloth over the top, punched grommets into it and used zip ties to secure it.
I am reminding myself it saved us $100 and will hopefully last longer than 6 months. And now we have to do the other gazebo because that one ripped too. Dammit.
On Sunday we did the following things:
We went to church (Spencer did his first confession after church)
We went to lunch
We went to Winco
We went to Costco
I went to a jewelry party
No pictures. For any of it. So you're done with the "fun", fun, "fun" weekend post.