Fun and Games
Went to a friend's house today to play a games and eat lunch. We picked up ribs and hush puppies from a local BBQ place we'd been meaning to check out since the moved locations. To save some money, Friend and I decided to make the other side dishes. She made some flavorful collard greens and the friend who was hosting provided baked beans and drinks. Husband and I made Cheesy Grits and Drunken Apples. We used smoked cheddar in the grits as well as adding crushed red pepper and garlic. It was divine! I will definitely be making these again and making them my standard grits recipe. The Drunken Apples had far too much cinnamon and nutmeg for my taste even though I'd put half the amount than was called for. Oh well, it was fun to try and I might try them again with a different recipe.
The four us have been playing Betrayal Legacy for a few months now and have been thoroughly enjoying it. It was a little confusing at first and we screwed up a few things, but we seem to be getting the hang of it now. I really dig these sorts of long-term games. We know exactly what we're going to play and we don't have to worry about the set-up each time we play since each game is a new one. Yet the story line doesn't reset and each game continues the narrative. Waaaaaay more fun than Monopoly!
We stopped by another friends house to feed their cats. We've been doing this since the 26th as they are out of town visiting relatives. It's the most depressing place I have ever set foot in. They've been hoarders for over a decade and have a child as well as five cats. I feel so sorry for their daughter and the cats. It's hard to feel sorry for them since neither one of them grew-up this way and they should know better. I realize this is a mental illness, but everything they do effects everyone around them and they're too self-involved and too selfish to realize. They also LOVE to brag about all the crap they're "collecting" and talk about what they're going to buy. All the while not taking care of the mountains of crap they've already bought. Sad thing is, I don't think anyone would want the shit they're buying after seeing the condition of their home. Cat barf that never gets cleaned and ends up turning into dust that gets kicked around finally settling on all the fucking board games and tchotchkes heaped all over the place. Boxes from Amazon either still unopened or opened and tossed onto the back deck to rot. Mountains of clothes both dirty and clean piled everywhere collecting cat hair and dust. Flies buzzing around no matter what season and usually sticky flypaper hanging up in the kitchen full of dead flies. It's really quite disgusting.
I wouldn't care (live and let live and all that), but a kid has to live there. There's not one thing that's clean or free from clutter. Entire counters full of stuff or only with a few inches of empty space. A child's desk which their child has never probably seen because it's shoved in a corner covered in years worth of mail and surrounded by Rubbermaid containers filled with Halloween crap which in turn has been covered in piles of mail. Because they have to have the biggest Halloween display in the neighborhood and waste tons of money on crap they put out for one fucking day, there's random skeleton parts and fake ravens all over the place. Some of it never gets put away and some of never actually gets used, but every year they must add to the collection because they LOVE Halloween. I got married on Halloween for Christ's sake and I don't have basement full of animatronic skeletons and other Halloweens geegaws. All being stored around overflowing litter boxes and cat shit that no one has the time to clean. It's insane. I can't imagine making a kid live like this.
There seems to be no limit on what they must collect and no amount that will satisfy. None of it appears to get used or even admired. They have hundreds of games but we never hear about them playing them, just buying more. And multiple copies to sell. Of course the selling goes about how you think it would: rarely and not enough sold to justify clutter up every room in the house. And they are in EVERY room. They justify buying all this crap because it's "cheap". Yet there's disconnect letters and IRS notices shoved all around the place. They owe back taxes from 2016 and 2017. I have no idea if they've actually filed this year, but I doubt it. From what I gather from things they've said they're making about $100k and we live in a relatively low cost city, so it's not as though they don't make enough to cover their bills. I know their credit is shot, so I don't think there's an enormous amount of credit card debt although I imagine there is some. It's all around a miserable situation to witness. And one that could so easily been avoided had it not been for their inability to stop spending money. I'd much rather have our much loved, and often played, small collection of games than live in a squalid warehouse of a home just to own every game I could waste my money on. Nothing about that looks like fun.
The four us have been playing Betrayal Legacy for a few months now and have been thoroughly enjoying it. It was a little confusing at first and we screwed up a few things, but we seem to be getting the hang of it now. I really dig these sorts of long-term games. We know exactly what we're going to play and we don't have to worry about the set-up each time we play since each game is a new one. Yet the story line doesn't reset and each game continues the narrative. Waaaaaay more fun than Monopoly!
We stopped by another friends house to feed their cats. We've been doing this since the 26th as they are out of town visiting relatives. It's the most depressing place I have ever set foot in. They've been hoarders for over a decade and have a child as well as five cats. I feel so sorry for their daughter and the cats. It's hard to feel sorry for them since neither one of them grew-up this way and they should know better. I realize this is a mental illness, but everything they do effects everyone around them and they're too self-involved and too selfish to realize. They also LOVE to brag about all the crap they're "collecting" and talk about what they're going to buy. All the while not taking care of the mountains of crap they've already bought. Sad thing is, I don't think anyone would want the shit they're buying after seeing the condition of their home. Cat barf that never gets cleaned and ends up turning into dust that gets kicked around finally settling on all the fucking board games and tchotchkes heaped all over the place. Boxes from Amazon either still unopened or opened and tossed onto the back deck to rot. Mountains of clothes both dirty and clean piled everywhere collecting cat hair and dust. Flies buzzing around no matter what season and usually sticky flypaper hanging up in the kitchen full of dead flies. It's really quite disgusting.
I wouldn't care (live and let live and all that), but a kid has to live there. There's not one thing that's clean or free from clutter. Entire counters full of stuff or only with a few inches of empty space. A child's desk which their child has never probably seen because it's shoved in a corner covered in years worth of mail and surrounded by Rubbermaid containers filled with Halloween crap which in turn has been covered in piles of mail. Because they have to have the biggest Halloween display in the neighborhood and waste tons of money on crap they put out for one fucking day, there's random skeleton parts and fake ravens all over the place. Some of it never gets put away and some of never actually gets used, but every year they must add to the collection because they LOVE Halloween. I got married on Halloween for Christ's sake and I don't have basement full of animatronic skeletons and other Halloweens geegaws. All being stored around overflowing litter boxes and cat shit that no one has the time to clean. It's insane. I can't imagine making a kid live like this.
There seems to be no limit on what they must collect and no amount that will satisfy. None of it appears to get used or even admired. They have hundreds of games but we never hear about them playing them, just buying more. And multiple copies to sell. Of course the selling goes about how you think it would: rarely and not enough sold to justify clutter up every room in the house. And they are in EVERY room. They justify buying all this crap because it's "cheap". Yet there's disconnect letters and IRS notices shoved all around the place. They owe back taxes from 2016 and 2017. I have no idea if they've actually filed this year, but I doubt it. From what I gather from things they've said they're making about $100k and we live in a relatively low cost city, so it's not as though they don't make enough to cover their bills. I know their credit is shot, so I don't think there's an enormous amount of credit card debt although I imagine there is some. It's all around a miserable situation to witness. And one that could so easily been avoided had it not been for their inability to stop spending money. I'd much rather have our much loved, and often played, small collection of games than live in a squalid warehouse of a home just to own every game I could waste my money on. Nothing about that looks like fun.
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