Of course THEY are all downstairs playing Jenga. And of course I am upstairs typing away. I no longer have the patience to play a game like that, PLUS when the thing crashes down I just hate the noise. Yes, I am saying Jenga is a young person’s game I guess. I clearly need to get on my Bermuda shorts and hit the shuffleboard courts with my cronies.

But the day started with Ben and I heading to Cindy’s house for him to stay the day. What I didn’t get was his attire coming out the door. He was in a winter lacrosse hat, with a blankie, and a lunchbox. I was really not sure what to think other than I may want to have his DNA checked.

But all in all it has been a blast. Everyone is home and I am ready for bed. Ben will go quite soon as well. As for the Jenga junkies, I do not know. I am just thankful for a pretty good day!

Goodnight my friends and God Bless!