On Friday, we celebrated my Uncle Brian’s
100th birthday at his and Aunt Gina’s house.
We engaged in our usual activities of food and laughter and conversation and card-playing and shooting guns and blowing stuff up. It was very reminiscent of our July Fourth get-together. What? You don’t blow stuff up at your family events?! heh
The Christmas tree farm is beautiful, as always. And the garden was on it’s last pepper—literally. We salvaged a few more, and now the grow-season in NY is pretty much over.
My mom took Oliver for a walk…
Or rather, he took her for a walk. He weighs more than her!
The girls chilled around the house while the boys were shooting and blowing stuff up. I would have shot, too, but I had the wrong shoes on for muddy grass. I’m such a girl, lol.
Grandma and Tricia, hacking the interwebs.
Pito wasn’t shooting either.
He was the only one dressed like he wasn’t about to go to bed.
By the way, that’s not my tripod. Dustin bought his own for this occasion. And I plan to add it to my collection because I need two tripods. Mawhahaha! I bought the same one last week.
Pito’s real name is Geraldo, so Aunt Gina, the comedian that she is, renamed him, “MY-aldo” – not HER-aldo. hahaha
He’s sweet enough to humor us all.
The grand finale: An exploding target that sounds like A-bomb going off. I’m surprised they even sell them in
communist NY state.
Savor the fruits of thy aim…
Extinguish before the EPA rolls up…
The sun is setting in the sky, time for guns to go bye-bye.
Aunt Gina makes the BEST lasagna in the whole world. Even better than my white vegetable lasagna! This time, she tried a new recipe for lasagna rolls instead of layered lasagna. Still just as tasty, but even more fun to eat. I like the individual rolls, I’ve been meaning to try it this way for a long time but she beat me to it. And she’s REALLY good at it.
We brought salad and bread to the dinner…
Some herbed feta cheese? Don’t mind if I do.
YOU! Lasagna! Get in my belly!!!
We’re not all food and gunpowder. We’re also deep conversation…
cake pie! Ok, I guess we are a little more food.
Tricia made Brian a nice apple pie—his favorite—instead of cake.
Brian didn’t turn 100, he turned 3. Brian Button. hehe
Served ala mode. The crust was really good, but she thought the inside turned too mushy. I thought it was still tasty, but couldn’t finish all of it. Too full!
We ended the night with a game called 1,000 Blank White Cards. Dustin discovered this game awhile back, it’s actually really fun but we didn’t play that long due to tiredness setting in. You make the cards as you go along, or ahead of time, if you choose.
Apparently Brian is better at math and science than at spelling. Ahem…
I took the 25 point loss, LOL.
It was a fun game with some very, very awkward moments. You can literally put anything you want on the cards and they can be of any value or none at all. Of course Dustin just HAD to make a “hangman” card where you had to guess the 4-letter profanity. My guess was “darn” ‘cause gosh, golly gee, I don’t have a potty-mouth in front of mommy!
Some of the cards I made:
- Redistribution of points card: If you draw this card, every other player gets +100 points; you lose 100 points
- Take Oliver for a walk card
- What is the capital of New Hampshire?
- What is symbol K on the periodic table of elements?
- How many miles from Earth is the Sun?
- Death card: –100 points
- M_ _ _ H_ _ A L_ _ _ _ _ L _ _ _ ?
Fun party game, I recommend it.
We returned home and the house was still standing! YAY! Caesar didn’t have any accidents and all of the kitties were still there. Phew! We were concerned about leaving him alone with them, but it seemed to be ok. We’ll have to set up a spy cam next time, lol.
We came home with Thanksgiving-like full-bellies and ready for bed. Sort of like the kitties… every day.
Tanner thinks we’re nuts. She’s probably right #judgmentalcats