Last night we went attended the Colvin Christmas Spectacular, a Christmas party thrown by one of Jorma's co-workers and his wife. They have a two year old, so we arrived baby in tow, with high hopes that our coach would not become a pumpkin too early.
Connor was shy around the new people, terrified by the dog and fascinated by the two year old little boy running loose in the house. It took him about an hour to warm up and begin running through the house with the other child, both squealing at a pitch any opera singer would envy.
Once the children were exhausted and sleeping, the fellas, moved from beer to scotch and at some point started demanding that we play Star Wars Trivial Pursuit. I knew I would sorely suck at Star Wars Trivial Pursuit, but I was willing to play, in part because Jorma was all rosey and flushed at the thought of it, (or maybe that was the scotch) but also because the children were sleeping and there were adults to talk to. Honest to goodness ADULTS, with honest to goodness adult conversation. Well, sort of. Did I mention the Scotch thing?
It was boys against girls which in truth was a bit unfair but as luck would have it, they seemed to be getting the easiest questions anyway, vastly tipping the scales in their favor.
Question for the boy team - What color is yoda's skin? Question for the girl team - On what planet is station 23 located? And also - What craft is also known as Ti-46?
wtf?
Now I know how Matt and Bae felt when Jorma and I suckered them into a game of Lord of the Rings Trivial Pursuit. That's right, we have that one, come on over if you think you can take us. HA!
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