Dinner and Game Night at Meg’s Apartment
I’ve forgotten how nice it is to just hang out in a kitchen, while dinner gets made, drinking and talking with friends.
L to R it’s Mike, Michelle, Meg, Josh, and Liz. We all brought over an entree, and it was delicious all around. I had to restrain myself from eating until everything was gone, because it was all really good… and I would have just ended the night by curling into a ball on the floor and taking a nap.
And no game night would be complete without Milka and Quiplash (our excuse to say crass and incredibly inappropriate things out loud).
Who am I kidding? We don’t really need an excuse – the game just provides more of a structure and format for the vulgarity.