When Winning Isn't Much Fun...

We had a nice weekend! I went up to the Newport News Shipyard and picked Andrew up for our activities. We even had him spend the night since he was coming back for church Sunday morning anyway (and I didn't want to take him home at 9:00 and turn around again and pick him in the morning). the weather was gorgeous so the ride to Newport News and back was really beautiful!

Yvonne mad sandwich wraps for dinner and vegetable straws (they are sort of a chip). For dessert? My Mississippi Mud Pie Ice Cream Cake that was left from my birthday party the night before!

Then we played Settler's of Catan again. We actually played two games! Yvonne won the first game.

I won the second game. But I have to admit, winning isn't not much fun when when you have an unsportsmanlike meltdown during the game. I had so many rolls go against me during the game that I got really frustrated! I had to turn resource cards back in because I had more than seven in my hand, twice in a row (you understand the significance of that if you play Settlers). Usually I can just tell myself "It's only a game!" But Saturday I got so upset I actually threw the box we were rolling the dice in across the table and knocked over some of the pieces on the board. As soon as I did that I was so embarrassed! I've never lost it like that in a game before. And then to make matters worse, I won! That was really anticlimactic. That's the reason for the sad look on my face even though I'm getting the Saturday night game trophy, and the reason for the title of this blog post.

OK, that was Saturday.

Sunday we all got up, went to Sunday school and church, then came back to the house for dinner. Tuna casserole was on the menu. We discovered John doesn't like tuna. Ooops. He even tried a little bit, but it just wasn't his thing.

For dessert we had Raspberry Creme - made with vanilla ice cream, raspberry jello, frozen raspberries, and whipped cream. When I asked John if he liked raspberries he said, "Oh yea!"

He really liked the whipped cream too! He kept adding more, and adding more, and ... well you get the idea!

After dinner we watched the sequel to "The Perfect Stranger" called "Another Perfect Stranger" 

The film starts ten years after Nikki Cominsky, Sarah's mother, underwent a life changing experience during dinner with Jesus, and now its her daughter Sarah's turn to discover the spiritual dimension in her own life. Jesus returns for a face to face conversation with Sarah on a plane and in an airport during a layover on a trip from Michigan to Portland.

Finally, we shared prayer requests and had prayer together.

We drove Andrew back to Newport News and decided that since we were so close, we'd go on to drop in on Sarah and our grandson...after all, it was Fathers Day!