Del Mar Nights and a Little House Cleaning

Jumanji hosted a gathering of stunning young women for a night of nauseatingly fun bonding. We stuffed our faces full of Goldfish, FlufferNutters, Doritos, M&M's and for some of us, El Pollo Loco/Fosters Freeze, not to mention the unlimited DC's and 7Ups. We split into to two teams, The Thunder Thighs (Prada's Team) and The Gigantors (my team), and played a round of Bigger or Better. Bigger or Better is a game where you start off with a simple toothpick and you haggle the neighboors for something bigger or better that they are willing to give up. This round we had a time limit of 15 minutes to which my team obeyed, ahem, unlike the others. The Gigantors returned about 30 seconds before time was up with a box synonomous to our team name and The Thunder Thighs returned about 5 minutes late with a Harley Davidson blanket that the neighboor wanted back and some cheapo paper lantern. The Gigantors walked away with the win, as hard as the other team tried to prove their victory they were still 2nd place at the end of the day. Don't take it too hard, I'm older and have more experience. Your day will soon come young ones. We ventured out in to the depths of night and time traveled in both directions, in age we reverted back to about age 6-8, in time we jumped ahead to the distant future. We played at the Park of the Future, climbing on rock walls, hopscotching, scaling up unstable ropes and spinning, spinning, spinning on and in all sorts of buckets and poles to the point of near vomit experiences. After we all fell flat on our faces from dizzy spells, we headed back to JuJu's house to watch Stardust on Demand. It was a quaint little fantasy love story that we all fell asleep during at least once. All I can say is, if that was unofficial active bonding, two weeks from now will be off the chains!

This morning we rocked 80's attire and cleaned house. Strange things appeared such as dog food, about a handful of rubber bands (left over from the civil war), vhs tapes, a first sighting of the orange tree in Alpha's backyard, among other things. Needless to say those 2 houses are spic and span and Rush ready. Moulin Rouge rocks the house manager position and joins the legacy of brilliant Omega HMs. Little Caesers pulled through again with as top knotch as a $5 pizza can get and we chowed down as we sat in a non-awkward silence (you know the kind of silence where everyone is eating and so content). Yum.

Recovering from something comparable to a hangover and I haven't had a drop of alcohol in years! Tea Cups syndrome maybe?
Italia 92D