Showing posts with label board games. Show all posts
Showing posts with label board games. Show all posts

Sunday, May 1, 2011

And Life Goes On

The day after the reception, all the out-of-town guests left . . . except for the bride and groom.
So we took them up to Lake Tahoe because our first attempt to take Samuel to see it didn’t work out (lots of snow + no snow tires or chains = an unsuccessful outing.)
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They also took the opportunity to pull out one of their wedding presents and PLAY.
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They left early the next morning (a friend offered to drive all their gifts out which was ENORMOUS since we had just been to Utah.)
It was time for us to exhale and get back to normal life. . . whatever that is!

Monday, December 13, 2010

Quelfing it up!

To beat the wintery weather blues, a few ladies got together to play Quelf which is a really good way to get the giggles.
I promised to NEVER post any embarrassing photos, so this is all I’ve got.
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This review (found online. . . I don’t know who wrote this) will help you understand why there are no other pictures:
“As my family concluded our first annual Thanksgiving game of Quelf, I surveyed the table. My mother, who turns seventy this year, had a belt tied around her head (to look like a ninja, of course). My father, seventy-four, had a sock coming out of his shirt collar and his shoelaces were tied together. My sister, thirty-nine, was wearing a bike helmet (the card had called for anything with a chinstrap), and her pajama sleeves hung loosely by her sides (another card had informed her that she was now "armless" - we had to roll the die for her after that). Who were these people? I have known them all my life, yet throughout this spirited game I had witnessed surprisingly novel actions: My mother pantomiming that she was wearing flippers and a snorkel while being attacked by a swarm of bees. My father, a physician, delivering a moving eulogy for his fictitious dog "Scooter," who, according to the instructions on the card, had an affinity for coleslaw and delighted in playing with large land mammals. Never had I seen my sister slap herself on the face, turn to me and yell "you must not defy the king!" The four of us agreed that we have never laughed so hard, or so consistently, as we had during that hour of play. I admit, I was skeptical before purchase. After reading some of the reviews and viewing pictures of the box online, it had first seemed as if Quelf was some sort of wacky game that needs a certain setting, mood, or substance related enhancement in order to be fully appreciated. This is not the case. There are elements of the game, such as the trivia and category parts, that help Quelf to maintain its flow and keep the players grounded in authentic board-game style competition...This game sucks you in and then absolutely hammers you with random acts of creativity and humor. Player age, gender, and personality are non-factors. Quelf has an uncanny capacity for drawing out the best (and by "best", I mean the ability to make other people laugh until they nearly soil themselves) in anyone.”
I can’t wait to play again.  (Many thanks for Allie for schooling us, otherwise we might not know about this fun game!)