My clock stopped working the other day at 9:38. I decided against replacing the battery because I felt I would get more done if I didn’t know the true time. Turns out there’s some truth to that. I managed to watch multiple episodes of Mad Men and, surprisingly, my clock started working again. The time is completely wrong, but it is working out nicely for me.
With plenty of time on my hands I planned a get together with MiniMe, Sleepless, The Leaver and QuQueen. Sleepless and I decided to wow them with desserts and purchased swedish fish, a frozen chocolate cake, whipped cream, raspberries and double stuff Oreos (Sleepless swears they are delicious dipped in red wine). I pulled out a timeless cake plate and we dressed up the cake with raspberries to give it a homemade appearance. We then took a picture of our lovely dessert spread and sent it to The Leaver and QuQueen in hopes of wetting their pallet and quickening their step. It worked.
All of the desserts were a success and gave us just the right amount of energy needed to play a good game of Boggle. We had at least three minutes, so we had time for a good game of Boggle. Sleepless had never played and was a bit nervous but it quickly became obvious she and The Leaver shared some of the same word making talents. Tary, as in ‘when one tarries,’ was one of her first words. Then there was ‘zeti.’ “To be honest, there’s not enough words in the English language so ‘zeti’ is another name for abominable snowman,” said Sleepless. “I like how she thinks,” said The Leaver, “count it.” We were playing the last game for the evening and Sleepless was reviewing her list, “Ok, this is all I’ve got, ‘gisen.’ The rest are not real words.” “Gisen?” asked QuQueen. “Yes,” I stated, “Please use it in a sentence.” “Really?” said Sleepless. “Fine. I ain’t gisen anymore.” The Leaver needed no additional time to determine she and Sleepless would be really good Boggle partners in the event there is ever a tournament.