Live it Up...
cause this is probably the only time you'll see football on my sweet slice of cyberspace. Just getting home from the annual Superbirthdaybowl Sabbath Spectacular at the Hanson's. This has been a tradition for many moons now....and it is quite the good time. Girls upstairs, boys downstairs and food for a thousand. All the usual suspects were there.
one Matt....
two Erics...
three Nicks...
the fantabulous hostess (not me, duh)
I don't know how she does it. She, hands down, has the nicest stuff of any of us and time after time she graciously lets every snotty kid and adult charge through her house like we own the place. By the time we leave, the kitchen and basement are beyond thrashed and she just smiles and sends us on our way-- full, happy....and with a gift or two.
Tonight's trick up her sleeve was "jewelry potluck." Our brother in law is a jewelry wholesaler and gave her tons of leftover samples. All the girls took turns choosing from the loot. Always a fun alternative to football!
Sweet sister-friends
Mary and Kel--probably chatting "knitting"
Half time
light her up!
Matteo!! the man of the hour!
On a more worrisome note. I can barely type this due to the crushing pain in my right wrist. I'm terrified it may interfere with my down-dog at tomorrow's yoga. I must let you know that while I may appear frail and wimpish, I am actually a black belt in Mercy. Just ask my teenager nephews--both of whom I crushed! Tonight I took on a tougher opponent and may be a bit worse for wear...but can still hold my head high knowing I did not go down without a fight...or before inflicting a fairly wicked blood blister!What makes me so strong do you think?
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looks fun! I did dishes and jason kept yelling at me to be quiet during the game. Pretty uneventful.
The blood blister will not pop. I think we are going to sue your skinny butt!! You need to practice some self control. Poor Eggy. He had to ice his hand all night.. oh, nevermind, all he had to do was keep his hand out of the covers in our FREEZING house.
Sounds like my kind of Super bowl party! Guys loving the TV, and girls loving the chatting and jewelry.. What fun!
Looks like you had a fun night..
Sorry about your injury.. Looks like you have some wicked skills..
Sue me?! I'm the one with my wrist in a cast!
That was a fun night, but then it always is when we are at Natlaie's house. It's no wonder my kids beg to go play at her house she is always so much fun and sends them away with a treat bag. How can I compete? YOu are tough at mercy and I was their to witness that you gave a good fight. KEl
I probably would have been down with the boys. Well, maybe a bit of both.
Now matter what you're doing, you always look like you are having the best time doing it. It sounds like it was quite a get-together.
Sorry about your injury too. I broke my wrist at work and had surgery on it, I hope yours doesn't go that far.
Jen, I love your posts! It was fun to see all of you wonderful ladies last week!!
Pot luck jewelry?? How cool is that? Not so sure to say about your She-ra skills with the hand game thingy, but if you have your own set of sweet skills then use them. Did you get a load of that chandelier in your friends kitchen? Wow! It was beautiful! One question, why the cakes with candles? Were you celebrating birthdays? -Suzanne
People...if there were an olympic sport or professional game of mercy, then Jafro would be the bomb dot com. I have NEVER gone up against a stronger woman. I think it is time to take her on a freak show tour, challenging women across the world to games of mercy for $$$. In fact, I will pay any woman $500 if you can beat her! guaranteed.
Last night as I pondered her sasquatch strength, I just don't get it. Could it be the typing? The piano? Holding the phone? I'm not sure...she must have one of those Rocky Balboa grip squeezers hidden beneath the bed. You know the kind...the ones with the stiff spring.
Suzanne--
Every year Matt (our brother in law) has his birthday party at the superbowl party. Natalie is his wife--with the pretty chandelier--she's Nick's sister.
Eric. Can I have $500 for every win? Will you be my agent?
Jen,
I trashed you at mercy the other night, where was the freakish strength then?
You fingers are absolute weapons! You should have to have to wear boxing gloves and have a permit to use them. I'm sure the Dell'acqua's would agree.
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