Casey's Celebration

Casey's birthday was last weekend but we celebrated a week late because that's how we roll. Casey requested we play really juvenile games at Kristy's house. Which is fine, because we're twenty-something Mormons so there's not much else to do. Except go to a bonfire or a luau.

Juvenile games? Whatever do you mean Erica?

"DON'T EAT PETE!" mother effers.

If you're not familiar, this is a game where one person leaves the room while everyone else decides which m&m on the board will be "Pete", then the person comes back and starts eating the m&ms. As soon as he or she unknowingly picks up "Pete" everyone yells, "DON'T EAT PETE!" And you wouldn't think it would be hilarious every time, but it is.

Pete was like the third m&m Zach ate, which makes him a loser.


Jeff also ate Pete, which Rachel was excited to announce.


I, on the other hand, got down to two m&ms. One false move, and Pete would be dead. Ruh-roh...


but I didn't eat Pete! Except after this picture I did, and several of his friends.


Then we played pin the nose on the clown. Should we be ashamed? Probably.








But there you have it.

Kristy still had one prize left, and our plan for musical chairs didn't really work out; so I suggested a breath holding contest. Because no one could think of a better idea....and I'm pretty bossy.


And that was the extent of it, plus presents and cake. Oh and waiting 7 Years in Tibet for our table at Cheesecake Factory. Happy Birthday Casey!