Last Thursday and Friday mornings I woke up all chipper and up and at them, which I attribute to being excited about being in the new house. Then I had nice sleepy-inny days on Saturday and Sunday, and let me tell you, the up and at them honeymoon period is over. I wanted to stay in snuggly bed instead of getting up.

But I must have gotten up, because here I am.

This weekend, Jamal and Alyssa came over and we had lunch. I made pita wedges with rosemary, served with hummus, and my special squash soup. Then Jamal and Denny and I worked together to make a chemical apple pie. It wasn’t as gross as it sounds, but it was only OK. It did prove its point, though; it tasted remarkably like an apple pie, much more than I would have imagined from the ingredients.

We also played the Ungame, which is the weirdest and funniest game in the world. It’s very non-competitive, and you have to answer questions about your feelings and stuff. Funniest of all was the fact that it was bought at a garage sale, and the former owners had added some additional questions in the category of Christian Belief. We had to say things like, “Talk about a time when your prayers were answered” or “What does baptism mean to you?” There were also non-Christian questions like “What are the qualities of a good friend?” but those weren’t as funny. You could also land on a square that said “Do your own thing,” and then you could just do whatever you wanted. Sometimes my own thing was to go stir the soup. Another time I went to the bathroom.

Would you like your own Ungame?