ride of our lives

Yesterday we went over to Jim's nephew's house and had a wonderful Italian dinner of manicotti, salad, and soup. The car ride over was interesting; in the car was Jim; his niece Pam; her son Reid; Pam's mother Ellie and Bill, Ellie's significant other. It's a miracle we got to the house because everyone was keen on giving Jim driving directions. Pam was sitting in the front seat of the Buick LaSabre we were in; she was forced to sit in the middle, however, on the console while Ellie was in the passenger seat. In the back was me sitting behind the driver's seat, Bill was sitting behind the passenger seat, and Reid was in the middle. Every few seconds either Pam (who was doing her best to remain the main navigator) or Ellie or Bill would pipe up with some sort of direction or command for Jim. Then a small skirmish would ensue over who had the right directions. "Shut up," "Don't turn here," "No, go down that road," were just a few of the barking orders. It was all quite amusing.

Meanwhile, when we did finally get to Jim's nephew's house, we had a great time. Jim, the name of Jim's nephew, and Janis, Jim's wife were wonderful hosts. There was a great deal of eating, drinking, socializing, and then the last activity of the night was the game Scene It. This is a dvd game in which movie scenes or clues are given and teams have to come up with the right actor, movie, detail, etc.... It was a lot of fun and there was quite a bit of hootin' and hollerin'; mostly from me and the team I was on. Unfortunately, my team lost the game but it wasn't a runaway, in fact we were literally right behind them. It didn't help that I yelled out the answer to their last question. It was my first time playing the game and I thought whoever answered first would get the point. Oh well!!! During the night a dark forest chocolate cake was presented in honor of my birthday; it was very rich and fabulous. Everyone had a great time and we didn't get home until almost midnight. The Provonchas know how to throw a party.