drwex | When things go (almost) according to plan (Reply)

This weekend went nearly to plan, which was good. Friday was the most not-to-plan bit as Pygment came down suddenly ill on Friday night. Best guess is that her body has once again stopped coping with dairy and failed to send proper notice. Unless you consider the intestinal equivalent of an atomic explosion to be "proper notice." I was afraid we'd have to cancel plans on Sat but things were mostly better by mid-afternoon.

I had a plan to get the kids out of the house at a certain time and arrive at the first party at a certain time and damned if we didn't make it. That was fun, including froufy drink and being first to arrive meant we had an actual chance to talk to our hosts whom we hadn't seen in months. I also had a plan to leave at a specific time and lo we mostly managed that.

Getting to party #2 was complicated by my forgetting the hostess had warned me that Google maps thinks a certain street goes through when it most definitely does not. Fortunately Pygment spotted the error and we navigated around. A broken pool at the second party was compensated for by a sprinkler and water guns with which the kids amused themselves mightily, right up to the point where L cut his foot on a random rock or stick. Luckily it was only one of those surface cuts that bleeds mightily and looks much worse than it is. Once we got him cleaned up it was clear things were OK.

Sunday was lazing around and shopping until gamers showed up. Despite my D&D encounters almost never going to plan this one went approximately as intended. Despite the party being buffed out the wazoo the bad guys managed to present something of a challenge. Much hack was slashed.