Board game ramblings of the day:
I love to play board games. My husband and I have a huge collection. I'm lucky that my sister and friend Lay also enjoy games as well. Last night we played Clue- old school Clue. I realized for the first time in 29 years that I've been playing the game ALL WRONG. I mean, my husband was like "Yeah, you go into a room and you make a guess- whoever you guess it is has to come to that room". So like WTF. If I'm in the Study and I want to get to the Conservatory I have to roll the die for 15 years before I can get there. However if I finally make it to right outside the Conservatory and my husband is in the Kitchen and he wants to guess that Miss Scarlet (I'm ALWAYS Scarlet) did it in the Kitchen with the knife then I have to just fucking apparate to the Kitchen and then try to make the trek back to the damn Conservatory. It just ain't right.
Also, I don't remember the last time I actually won this game. We're having a Clue marathon this weekend and it isn't going to stop until I win at least one.
I may have to purchase the movie Clue to watch while we play.
Work ramblings of the day:
|That's pretty much my nightmare. So I keep 3 stashed different places. |
Pregnancy ramblings of the day:
I am 14 weeks along, so I'm in my second trimester. I'm not showing though, it's all just still fat. I can see a slight rounding where there wasn't before (and we won't discuss my nipples) but really you can't tell I'm pregnant at all yet. So that means you don't get to touch my belly.
For one thing, the nugget is really low right now, so if you touch me there I'm calling HR. If you touch any higher it's just fat. Guess what, either way you've offended me. Keep your hands to yourself please. Look, but don't touch. If you have the overpowering need to touch, how about ask? Don't be all grabby. That's just rude.