This ain’t game night at the Elk Lodge (Part 1)

Game night always sounded to me like something you did when you got old and boring but there is nothing old or boring about our monthly game night.

Jes and Roger have introduced a group of us to the game Settlers of Catan. It is crazy hard to pick up and get good at it, but it is ADDICTIVE.

I’ve heard there is some coveting of our game nights so I wanted to share some pictures so you could feel like you were actually there with us

The Gang:

An action shot as Roger lept across us and caused some internal injuries:



This game night started off with some entertainment as the circus had come to town. Eddie played the role of strong man (because hello who else but eddie could be our strong man).


And yes people, these are Eddie's calves:

Bianca then joined Eddie in some Cirque de Soleil antics.

Of course, to not be outdone I had to show off my acrobatic skillz (yes with a z, in fact with a capital Z). In all actuality we were all playing with R&J’s (roger and jes) exercise ball. Roger was showing us his back work out where you kneel on the ball and balance. This became one of those moments where I forget that I am lacking real balance skills of any kind. I have been known to fall down while standing still. Don’t ask, I can’t explain just accept it and move on, I have.

So I proceed to follow Roger’s instructions and try and kneel on this ball and balance with my hands. The next step is to take your hands off and balance but I didn’t make it that far. Instead I “felt” myself falling so I used my stunt girl skillz (again with the Z) and tried to launch my body up in the air so that I would land on my feet. No wait, that’s a lie. I actually was just trying not to do a face plant into the carpet, because, well, that would hurt. A lot. So I attempted to twist my body so that I would at least land on my side. Mental note: Do not twist anything while on a big ball of air. What occurred next was an acrobatic feat that has never been attempted again. I somehow bounced off the ball and actually flew into the air and then landed in a crumpled mass on the floor.

The funny part about all this is I distinctly remember being shocked as I heard a loud high pitch laugh/cackle in the middle of my flight. Then I hit the ground and felt the pain but I could not contain my own laughter. It was dead silent for two seconds and then the whole room erupted in laughter.

Jessica, who was the photographer for the evening was so shocked by my display of grace and flying capabilities missed the action shot and only got the recovery from landing/laughing my head off picture.



Everyone was asking if I was ok and I assured them that I have perfected the art of falling down and I have learned to laugh at myself quite well.

Stay tuned for part II and hear about actual game playing . . . . .