Happy (belated) 1st Birthday Hugo!

The weekend that I was put on bed rest was also the weekend that Hugo turned 1.  Our little guy is officially no longer a kitten and now a cat!  I weighed him this week and he is 20 lbs. Holy cow! Look at the little kitten we brought home last July compared to him now! 

This past weekend my midwives relaxed my bed rest a bit.  Meaning I could get out of bed and take some photos of our big boy.  Nap time is decidedly not his favorite time for paparazzi.  Oh well, deal with it birthday boy!

I mentioned that he is 20 lbs.  Here are some more fun facts about our big kitty.

• He loves fleece and furry blankets. He shoves his nose into the blanket and inhales very deeply. Then he starts purring and kneading the blanket. If the fur is somewhat long he also likes to bite the fur.

• He loves to chase Cheese.  They are finally getting along better. He is better able to control his impulses to jump on her every time he sees her and she doesn’t hiss at him constantly.  She has started to play with him too- dive bombing him from on top the bed and giving him a chase every now and again.  He is still obsessed with biting her fur though- I think it is related to his blanket fetish.

• Even though he and Cheese are getting along better he won’t cuddle with us if she is also doing so.  He prefers to have 1:1 time with Matt especially   At night Matt will sometimes go lay downstairs on the couch with Hugo. This goes back to his kitten days when we didn’t let him sleep in our room yet and Matt would hang out with him until he fell asleep.

• Hugo loves the bathroom.  He loves to eat toilet paper so he isn’t allowed in the bathrooms unsupervised. But if one of us is in the bathroom he HAS to be in there too.  He lays at your feet while you are on the toilet and sometimes jumps up on your lap (awkward!).  He lies on the bath mat while you shower and recently loves to go lay in a dry shower or bathtub.  He also likes to hide behind the shower curtain and attack you from behind it.

 

• While he has a personality of his own he does have a lot of similar personality traits as our dear departed Cassanova. So much so that both Matt and I sometimes slip up and call his Cass.  I can’t believe we lucked out and got such an awesome cat after losing Cass.  

Happy Birthday Hugo! We are so happy that you are part of our family.  Hoping the next new addition to the family doesn’t stress you out too much!

 

2012 Parker Haus Christmas Card

I am very happy with how this the Parker Haus 2012 Christmas cards came out. Once again we used shutterfly. I had a deal from Zulily which allowed us to upgrade our cards to premium cardstock. Matt and I were both very pleased with the quality of the outcome.

We also opted to have shutterfly address, stamp and mail our cards for us- what a wonderful time-saving solution! 2013 was a very busy and blessed year. We can hardly wait for all that 2013 will bring. Merry Christmas to you and yours!

Stationery card

View the entire collection of cards.

Hugo: 7 Month Old Tyrant

Yep, our cute cuddly kitten is now 7 months old and is HUGE!

At 3 months Hugo fit on my lap…

and at 7 months he is a giant!

Weighs a solid 12 lbs

12 inches tall (standing)

14 inch long tail

3 feet from nose to tail

Cue googling “how long do kittens grow” and “how big will my cat be?”.  Sources vary but almost everyone agrees that cats grow up to the first year and some grow even longer up to 3 years. *Blink… blink*  I’m getting a little concerned that Hugo is going to be a giant cat.
Just look at his feet. His hind legs are as long as my hand.

Hugo and Cheese “share the house” and by share  I mean Hugo is a tyrant and chases Cheese around and Cheese hisses a whole lot and puts up a stink.  He wants to play with her so bad but she wants nothing to do with him.  He’s almost twice her size now.  She lost a pound in the last couple months (weighing in now just under 7 lbs) because he makes her run around the house and he harasses her when she tries to eat. Her big round belly is gone but she isn’t “underweight” for her frame. The vet isn’t concerned but  I’d like to see her gain a half pound back.  So we’ve started to put her in our bedroom with food and water during the day so she can eat in peace and quiet.

They do co-exist well some of the time, sharing our bed at night without too much commotion and relaxing during the day in close proximity. But Hugo is obsessed with trying to bite her fluffy fur and tail. *sigh*  She needs to bite him hard (she doesn’t have claws) to teach him a lesson.  Both kitties seem to know something is different with me. They love to lay on my belly and I am sure that I smell different now.  Just wait until May kitties! Life is going to change a whole lot then!

Anyone have a kitten who was 12 lbs by 7 months? How big did it get?  Any tips for helping Hugo calm down when he is around Cheese and get him to stop harassing her?

Feeling “Crabby”

Seattle is Dungeness crab country and one of the things I am sad to say I hadn’t tried is crabbing- until recently.  I love fishing, and from what I could gather crabbing is similar. There is a lot of waiting around and a bit of a thrill when you catch something.  Our friends H & T have been going crabbing for a couple of summers now. In-fact H’s step-son told Matt and I all about how to catch crabs.  So we decided to ask H&T to tag along one crabbing adventure.

We decided to crab at a location close to home, even though we knew that we would have better luck further away. Matt and I picked up licences and brought a couple of cans of tuna at H’s request.

 

T baited their traps with chicken legs (left out in the sun to get all aromatic) and tuna.

 

We tossed the traps in off the dock and waited.  Every so often we would pull up the traps to check them.  We caught a lot of females which you have to throw back and a lot of undersized males which also have to go back.  At the end of the day we were empty-handed.  But we had a blast.

Sunshine, good company, and nature- what more could you ask for?  T and H brought their dog and we were visited by a momma seal and her pup. OHMYGOSH they were cute!  Now that we know how it all works (and we have licences) Matt and I are going to invest in a pot (or two) and try our hand at it again (in a better location).  Next time I’ll also remember to bring an extra camera battery- I only got the above 6 shots before the camera died. Whoops!

Have you ever been crabbing before? Tips or tricks for a newbie?

 

Rewind: Anniversary and Zoo

{Anniversary Dinner and Les Miserables}

Matt and I celebrated 2 years of marriage in July.

We pretended we were back in Italy at La Fontana Siciliana

Before taking in a performance of Les Miserables at the 5th Avenue Theatre. Les Mis is my favorite musical and the tickets were well worth the price.

{Fort Wayne Zoo}

At the end of July we also made an UBBER fast trip to Fort Wayne to meet our newest nephew. While there we visited with Matt’s parents, siblings, and our niece and nephews.  A family trip to the zoo was the highlight of the 2 day trip.

Meet Ayden!

Nieces, Lions, and Nephews oh my!

It was also the last time we would get to see my BIL before he deploys.  Was great to see him with his son- passing those musical genes on early!

I am not sure who was cuter- my nieces and nephews or the animals… ok my nieces and nephews!

Or my husband playing with the kids.  Yeah, I think Matt takes the prize.

As much as I hate doing quick trips (the monday’s suck!), this one was well worth it. I was very impressed with the Fort Wayne Zoo.  For a small city zoo it really represented.  I’ve been to the Woodland Park Zoo in Seattle once and Matt has never been.  Its on the list of things to do now. Does your town have a zoo? Have you checked it out?

Introducing Hugo

“My name is Steve Martin, but you can call me Hugo for short”

After putting Cassanova to sleep Matt and I began talking about when we might be able to welcome a new kitten to our family.  Matt wanted to wait until the end of the summer, but I felt like it would be best if we had a large amount of time before we took any trips to get a new kitten comfortable with our house and with Cheese- that meant getting one sooner rather than later.  We visited a couple of rescue organizations but didn’t find any kitty connections.  We were looking for a male short-haired cat but not one that was orange or black.  My were there a lot of female kittens and black and orange kitties!  But mostly we were looking for a personality- the kitten that clicked.

After no luck at the shelter, I found a Craigslist posting for kittens. They had one male grey and white kitten named Thor.  We decided to drive straight to the country home where we met him.  Within minutes Matt was telling me that we had to take him.  He was just under 3 lbs and fell asleep in our arms while we talked with the teenage girl who had cared for his litter.

Despite my SIL’s pleas we ditched the name Thor and he became Hugo.

Oh my gosh has he wormed his way into our hearts.  He loves to snuggle and give kitty kisses. He is an amazing soccer player and runs around the house like a Tasmanian devil.

Our 10 yr old kitty Cheese, however, isn’t super thrilled about the new kitten in the house. For a while we kept the two separate, and then slowly introduced them.  There was a lot of hissing in the beginning which has slowly turned into a lot of growling.  In the first couple of introductions she was hissing at him every time he moved in her direction. I was feeding them treats (Yay for being 3 feet apart! Yay for being 2 feet apart!) when she moved forward towards him to get a treat he looked at her with wide eyes and opened his mouth letting out the feeble-ist hiss- more like a “heeee” sound.  He had figured out the game.  Too funny!

She’s tolerating him much more now and only breaks out the growl when he charges her to attack. They even have been known to hang out under the bed together and by “together” I mean in opposite corners or he sneaks up behind her and just lies close to her (she protests by growling under her breath but she doesn’t get up to move).  Really he wants desperately to be her friend and to play with her.  Hopefully she comes around soon.

Look how big he is getting!  So grown up!

Did I mention he has lots of energy? He’s smart to boot!

I was able to get him and cheese both to play with the “bird” toy- progress!

We’ve got some luck with country kitties! Hugo is most definitely a keeper.

Rewind: Orcas!

Remember when I said the spring/early summer wasn’t all bad? Well, one of the highlights was having my dad come to visit.  My dad is my rock- he is my best friend.  And lucky for us, he loves to travel.  I hinted to him that I really wanted him to come visit for Labor day and well he took the bait hook line and sinker.  :)

When we started to talk about what we would do when he was here he had one request- OCRAS!  I’ve lived here damn near 8 years, yet I had never been on a whale watching cruise.  I did a little research and booked us for a little Orca adventure.

Dad arrived on a Thursday- we picked him up at the airport and hit up Via Tribunali in Georgetown (the awesome neighborhood where our wedding reception was located) for some authentic Neapolitan Pizza. Friday, he took the bus downtown while Matt and I worked.  I took the bus to meet him around 1 for lunch and we had a nice afternoon exploring the library and other sites around downtown.

Saturday was ORCA day!

Unfortunately, Matt had to work on Saturday so Dad and I drove up to Anacortes- From there we hopped a ferry to the San Juan islands (walk on/Walk off) and got there in time to have breakfast on the island.

We met up with our Orca Tour at San Juan Safaris around 11.

We were so lucky to have some very close encounters with a transient pod of Orcas. Transients meaning the do not call Puget Sound their home. I also learned that the diet of transient orcas is different from the pods that call the sound their home. 

It was quite cool on the water, but dad and I enjoyed the sun none the less.

What I really liked about the whale watch is that they had conservationists on the boat.  The lady above helped us try to figure out what pod we were seeing.  Because one of our fellow boat-mates saw a notched dorsal fin we could narrow down the transient pods to a specific one.  Let me tell you that was really cool.  It was a crystal clear day and we enjoyed views of Mount Baker (an active volcano) as you can see above.

Orca’s weren’t the only things we saw- we also came across dolphins and the harbor seals sunning themselves on the rocks below.

While we waited for the ferry home, i enjoyed a most unique combination of ice cream- Peppermint (top) and coconut (bottom)- strange as it was it was amazing!

Back at the homestead, on Sunday we celebrated Memorial Day in our traditional fashion- with Maine Lobsters!  My mom came over to help with the festivities. As any good New Englander would- we started the day with “Steamers”.
 On the west coast, manilla clams are the closest we could get. Below you can see our set up- Turkey fryer (or lobster boiler) on the patio. Memorial Day lobster boils are a tradition my Mom and I started 7 years ago.

I should note that my Mom and my Dad really enjoy each others company after being divorced.  They have so much fun around each other and I am so lucky for that! I have dreams of them living out retirement in adjoining duplex.  I actually think it would work very well.

After the steamers it was time for LOBSTER! We got four 1.25 lbs lobsters and then a 2.5 lbs giant to cook for leftovers.  Normal sized ‘ster on the left- giant ‘ster on the right.

One of these kids is not like the others….

Hello there mister… what a big claw you have.
Matt displays the giant lobster in all his glory.  And then he is cooked.  Sorry Charlie!

Lobster and corn on the cobb -color me happy.

So, I always thought I looked like my dad…. Who was I kidding- I am my mom’s mini-me. Still have dad’s upper lip though.

We nom’ed on the 1.25 lbs-ers and the next morning I cleaned all the bodies and the giant 2.5 lb beast.  Why?  To make lobster rolls, why of course!

Yeah, that claw was as big as my hand.

On Monday we had to work off all that lobster that we ate, so we took an urban hike in West Seattle.

The West Seattle neighborhood is much closer to where I work than where Matt works- but its beach bum vibe almost had him convinced to move there!

And seriously, you can’t beat those views!

So, if you learned anything from this post you learned that you should come visit me on Memorial day weekend so you can take part in our memorial day  lobster festivities!

Tuesday tidbits

Long time no blog. I have so much to say since we put Cassanova down in June. Matt and I both want to tell you all about the Cassman and the impact he made on both our lives. This isn’t the post where we’ll do that. Nope this is a post filed with random stuff that I can blog about on my bus ride home.

I am not even irritated that my bus is late… it’s beautiful out! This summer for off to a very slow start and has been very cool in Seattle in general. Yeah the rest of the country is all heatwave and we are barely getting out of the 60s. But today is perfect.

So the weather app on my phone is lying… there is no partly sunny about it. Check out that blue sky!

Yep that is the lovely bus stop by my office, I know you are jealous.

Speaking of my phone… Matt and I avoided losing our unlimited data plans with Verizon by preordering the Galaxy S III. I am in love! Ice cream sandwich is such a great improvement over gingerbread. If only because I can finally take screen shots of my phone.  Matt hasn’t activated his yet… something about rooting it first… I don’t know, he is missing out!

In early July we celebrated 2 years of marriage. We continued our tradition of giving from both the traditional and the modern anniversary guides. We had dinner at La Fontana Siciliana followed by my favorite musical Les Mis. Our seats were amazing and well worth the $.

We have a new edition to the family. He deserves a whole post to himself but I can’t resist sharing a photo of our new kitty Hugo.

Ok, who am I kidding…here are a bunch of Hugo photos.

We took an insanely short trip this weekend to Indiana to meet my newest nephew. As expected he is adorable which seems to be a trend with my nephews.

So the bus is so bumpy today, certainly glad the hubs got Swype beta working on my new phone. If you have a smart phone and don’t Swype you gotta check it out.

Speaking of my commute… after doing this for 6+ months we are not loving it. I love my project, team, manager, hate the commute. It is costing us some additional money (extra gas and bus fare) vs when I worked in the same building as the hubs or when I worked from home. But the largest cost is in time. I lose 13.5 hours a week commuting, Matt loses 4.5 hours a week driving me to/from my carpool and then to his work location. My project is coming to a close in early 2013 and I am already planning to try to find a way to reduce my commute. As you can see with the reduction of time available, blogging has been cut from my regular schedule. I am lucky if the house is clean.

Speaking of house cleaning… when you spend 13+ hrs a week committing, paying someone to do it is the best thing ever. That’s all.

Another thing that had been essential with our new schedule is Amazon Fresh. It is only available in the Seattle metro area for now. I do my weekly grocery shopping from my smart phone on the trip into work.

I can arrange for it to be on my doorstep by the time I get home that day or by three time I wake up the next morning. So easy! They also can deliver select things from regular Amazon with your grocery order. Matt always adds CDs to my bigger than normal grocery orders to get free delivery ($50 minimum order, $100 minimum for free delivery)

I actually like the days I take the bus home instead of carpooling. In addition to getting me out in the city I love so much (the blue trees in Westlake),  it lets me have time to decompress and to blog (like today). I think my carpool buddy would miss her HOV dummy though.

So maybe the lesson is I need to bus it home more than 1x pet week so I can blog more.  Upcoming posts include the aforementioned tribute to Cass, a proper introduction to Hugo, a recent silhouette machine project roundup, and recaps of some of our spring adventures including our annual lobster boil.

And someday I will finish recapping our 2011 Roman adventure. Sigh.

Flexing Friday

:::11:30 am:::
At work we are able to flex our time (i.e. move hours worked from one day to another within a pay period). This week was intense with some long days and I am able to only work a half day today (i took 4 hrs last Friday too in anticipation of my crazy week). Lucky me, I won the weather lottery, it’s the first beautiful day in a long time. Unlucky for Matt though, as he is busy at work and can’t join me for a fun day in Seattle. *sadface* I work south of Seattle and live north, so I’m taking the bus to downtown to bum around for the afternoon.  I love being alone with my thoughts in the city and I will likely update this post throughout the day for now here is my view from the bus…

Starbucks HQ in SODO

Century link field, home of the Sounders FC and Seahawks.

Headed into downtown.

:::12:15:::

The Seattle Library. Such an interesting building and I have never been in it. I venture inside in search of a restroom.

Le sigh, amazing.

Surprise, surprise I end up in the stacks.  I spent many an hour in the stacks at Purdue during undergrad and grad school.

The view up here is better than the undergrad library at Purdue though.

Hello old friend, long time no see. If I wasn’t on a mission I would stay and hangout a bit.

:::1:00:::
The Hard Rock by Pike Place for a lunchtime beer – chosen solely for their rooftop deck. Vitamin d, yay!

I have lots of random stuff kicking around in my head. Let me brain dump while I enjoy a drink in the sun.

New Glasses

I picked up some new specs last weekend.  I’m loving the aqua accent- ’nuff said.

Fitbit

*Uploaded when I got home. 10,938 steps, 4.2 miles, 28 flights of stairs today- woot

Matt and I both got Fitbits (pedometer on steroids).  He is so much better about getting close to 10,000 steps than I am. Perhaps it is because his fit bit is coming on to him.  It will randomly display a message on its screen.  I get messages like “Rock On Amy” and “GOAAAAL” while Matt’s says “Hold Me Matt” and “Hug Me Matt”.  What a needy little b!tch his fit bit is! She better watch out. *grin*

Dream Kid Carrier

I took this photo a couple of weeks ago on my commute home . Swoon.  Matt and I agree if we have a family and it exceeds 2 kids (we hope for at least 3 kiddos) we would prefer to haul the kiddos in a vintage VW bus rather than a minivan or SUV.  Practical it is not… but a girl can dream right?

Facebook Break
If you are friends with me on Facebook you might have noticed (or not) I have been gone for over a month now. (I should note that Wordpress automatically posts on my wall when I publish a post) It has been wonderful and sad at the same time. I’ve been in a rough patch (more on that below) and stepping away from FB felt like a relief. It gave me the space to be where I needed to be, without questions or interruption. It protected me (to a large extent) from topics, statuses etc that caused me pain. I don’t know how to explain the concept that someone else’s life or experiences can be a constant reminder or trigger of pain for someone who is in the midst of a different reality.  Also, I felt like I had to keep up a happy online face. Disappearing let me wear whatever face that suits me that day- its been a mix, not all sad, not all happy. Leaving all of that for a month has been like a breath of fresh air.

However, the Facebook break has also been sad, I have missed out on all sorts of news (especially family) because FB has become the ONLY place we touch base these days. My SIL  Tig has been great about touching base with me via other mechanisms but I still feel like I am missing important family news. I have logged in to FB a few times in the past week. I am lurking, and not yet engaging back in the conversation. The jury is still out on how and when I connect to social media again.

On Darkness
So, yeah, umm, gee. I don’t really know how to start. A couple blogging friends of mine recently shared how darkness has crept into their lives and created the desire to retreat and be more isolated and pensive.

I.SO.RELATE.   2012 has had me in a funk. I feel like I should offer a disclaimer that things are fine with my husband (who should win “husband of the year” for being so supportive of me during this time), our relationship, our health and our jobs.  Earlier this week I touched base with a former coworker I hadn’t spoken with in years. We chatted a while before she asked, “Amy, what is wrong you don’t sound like your normal self, I hear sadness in your voice”. Here I thought that I was putting on a good show.

In the past I have needed to share, process out-loud and commiserate with others. Now I have an overwhelming desire to retreat, to not engage socially, and to make my world smaller.   I have needed to avoid certain people and situations. Why the hell am I telling you this if I am not going to share with you the details of this funk? I guess because when I read posts about others going through similar situations I felt like a weight had been lifted from my shoulders. I felt validation that my instincts to retreat and protect were not outrageous.

If we’re close and you have no idea whats going on with me please don’t take it personal.  I have people to talk to, including my fabulous therapist.  I went 4 years without talking to her- it was great to make an appointment and talk with someone (other than Matt) about life these days.   This, of course, isn’t an open invitation for inquiry- if I feel compelled to tell you about it I will.

You might be glad to hear that I think I have crested the worst if it. I think I am on the path to being my normal self. Most days are filled with light as of late.

Buffalo Wild Wings

A couple of weeks ago the first B-Dubs opened in the Seattle area, just 5 minutes from our house.  We were there on opening night (it was a madhouse) and we’ve been once a week since.  The bar manager “might” know our names.  Friday night trivia has become our thing.  I can’t wait to join Matt there tonight.

:::1:45:::

The Hard Rock food didn’t appeal to me.  I headed down the street and grabbed a gyro. I paid as much for my beer as I did for my lunch.

I found a spot to eat in an alley behind Pike Place.

:::2:00:::
Pike Place Market

Zelda Ocarinas! If I had an ounce of musical ability I would snatch one up!

I love strolling the market.

Cigar box ukulele! Refer to earlier comment about musical ability.

I snagged some basil garlic pasta…

Picked up an orange for the ride home…

Said hi to Rachel the pig…

Enjoyed hot fresh donuts…

Was tempted by some oysters…

Admired the beautiful flowers

And left with a yellow and orange bouquet of my own.

:::2:45:::
Time to head north.

On my way to the bus I pass Macys, the former Bon Marche still bears its name just under the Macys sign.

A glimpse in the window.

Almost to my bus stop, I admire the newly painted space needle. The top is orange in commemoration of the 50th anniversary of the Seattle World’s Fair.
:::3:00:::
I hop on a bus north.

Goodbye Seattle! Thanks for hanging with me today. Getting lost in the crowds, snapping photos, and writing this post (at the hard rock and on the bus) was a blast and rejuvenating.

My first post written entirely on my cell phone with cell phone photos. My poor battery was dead by the time I got to my bus stop.

Wishing you a wonderful weekend.

Murder Mystery:1920s style

When I was in middle school we stayed at a bed and breakfast while visiting family in Michigan. This was my first bed and breakfast experience and I was enamored.  I remember seeing flyers  around the B&B for a murder mystery weekend. When I heard the explanation of this event I was obsessed.  I grew up reading Nancy Drew books, then I got hooked on Agatha Christie books, and later various detective or crime novels became my chosen fiction genre.  Sadly, I didn’t get to take part in a murder mystery event until very recently.  And now I am trying to think of excuses to attend/host another one!

I can thank our lovely friend T and 30th year on the earth for a fabulous night of murder and mystery.  As soon as we saw that her 30th birthday would be a Gatsby styled murder mystery affair Matt and I were committed.  We rented period costumes from Vintage Costumers in Seattle.

My costume was a gold and black beaded number.  It came with gloves, headband, necklace, shawl, and vintage gold shoes (wish I had a picture- they were divine).  I did my makeup using this awesome Clara Bow inspired tutorial.

Matt wore a blue pinstripe suit with period tie and suspenders.  His shoes were a two-tone wingtip that finished off the look.  He parted his hair in the middle in keeping with the time period.

Looking the part was one thing, but talking the part was another.  As requested we constructed characters- Matt and I had recently moved from Chicago to start a Men’s Clothing Store.  When we googled what was going on in Seattle during 1929 one of the results was a report about the high number of Men’s Clothing Stores that were opened and then closed during that time period.  There were overtones in our conversation that we had to leave Chicago under less than desirable circumstances due to my husband’s “failed business dealings”.    Matt would frequently try to guess the wool % of another guest’s suit and suggest they “come down to the shop” for some of the newest trends in men’s ware.

Nothing fancy, but kinda fun.  When we arrived at the party we were blown away.  The house was amazing and perfect for the party. It belongs to a friend of T’s parents and came complete with secret doorways hidden behind bookcases and secret passageways. Sure we had a back story but we were nothing compared to T & D and their friends

T & D were great hosts. D was an eccentric inventor who claims to have invented just about everything.  T seemed overly enamored with her cook, and for good reason. Dinner was catered by Herban Feast (YUM) and the cook played a big role in the mystery for after dinner was finished he keeled over dead in the living room.

The two girls with T here provided a majority of the evenings laughter and entertainment.  They bantered back and forth all night in spot on accents using period vernacular and humor.  It was amazing. Seriously amazing.

There were moments during the night which felt like they were straight of our the movies.

We all enjoyed bootleg gin punch.

T’s mom and dad are the most fun and I was happy they also got into the spirit of the 1920s. (minus the bluetooth!)

One of the other party goers was trying to figure out his first DSLR- it wasn’t a Pentax so I wasn’t much help.  (Sad cow).

We met so many fabulous people. Believe it or not, T & D were the only people we knew when we arrived.

I couldn’t resist bringing my camera and I am glad that I did.  It was so much fun to photograph the party- even though the low light made it difficult.

Well done T & D, well done.  I couldn’t have asked for a more unique and entertaining first murder mystery expereince.  Now figuring out what the next one shall be.  I’m really tempted to find a B&B that is doing a weekend and enlist a couple of friends to go.  I do turn 35 this summer… hummm…

Have you ever done a murder mystery event?  Tips or pointers?