My wife even got me t-shirt for the event, plus matching ones for the girls...
|Would this shot of my belly constitue a "belfie?"|
I was slow as molasses, the course signage was lacking, causing everyone to run about 3.4 miles instead of the usual 3.1, and the hill on the couse nearly swallowed up some of the competent runners, but I did finish. I helped clean up and sprinted back to the new house, as my friends Nate and Steve (Balls and Archi) were set to make an appearance.
After the kids provided their mandatory tour of the house, we got down to brass tacks and commenced drinking and playing games!
|Our drink of choice. Not bad, and priced right.|
Next, my eldest daughter Maja, took the attention of the boys, and a container of her toys hit the table. Using some very basic TIARA rules, we established a do-or-die fight between all the ponies in the kingdom, the undersea kingdoms, and the snow creatures.
It took some spectacular dice rolls to maintain a tie, but Steve, playing Gaston, offered to broker a peace deal which was accepted, over television viewing hours. Afterwards everyone had cake (Both pretend and real life!)
|King Crab dominates the negotiations, for a turn.|
Here's hoping for a calmer Sunday.