Playing Games

A few months ago my husband came home with a board game.  He was really excited about it and I tried really hard not to be really bored when he told me about it.  Like, it was the same amount of boring as when he tries to tell me about his dreams.

Husband: I had a dream

Me: uh-huh

Husband: You were in it too, we were in a casino

Me: Great

Husband: But the casino was outside, but no one cared, and we were dealing roulette and

Me:  I DON’T CARE

But I do love him, so I indulged him and let him set up the game – Dead of Winter, it’s about a zombie infested city –  on the dining table.  Like the good little geek that he is, he got out his internet and began to look for ways to play the game on his own.  He sat with the lap top balanced on one knee, rolling the weird shaped dice and moving cardboard zombies around the table.

As I said, I do love him, so when he asked if I would please just have one wee game I could not refuse. (He has puppy dog eyes and he knows how to use them).  Anyway, I didn’t hate the game, and so this one wee game turned into playing some more and then playing it with my sister and her husband the next saturday night.  We all agreed it was good fun and that we should do it again, and so we did.

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Dead of Winter – note how my sister is hogging the sweeties

Adam found some friends that also liked to play the zombie game, which was nice for him and although I enjoy the zombies it has allowed us to move on.  Step away from the zombie.

As Christmas was coming, I decided that an easy way to impress him would be to buy him a game that we could play together.  I researched the options, it needed to be something that worked well with two players: cats can be dicks when they are given the opportunity to play board games so that ruled out Sally and Nancy from making up the numbers during game playing fun times.

The game I decided upon is called Hive.  It’s a pretty cool wee game, a bit like chess, but a lot easier to learn.  You get nice big chunky, hexagonal playing pieces made out extremely tactile plastic.  The pieces have different coloured insects on them, with the aim of the game to use your bug pieces to completely surround your opponents Queen Bee  before they can get yours.  Each of the insects has special moves it can make.  It’s fun, I absolutely promise you, it is fun.

There was some pre-Christmas hilarity for me with this game.  My grand plan was to give the gift, be really cool and nonchalant, but totally slay him in the first game.  I had to learn some techniques – and the getting a grasp on the rules might be handy too.  To my knowledge this game was not on Adam’s radar, so there was a good chance I could totally pull this off.  I found a way to play this online using the website Board Game Geek and was having the best time – until I found out that he was also on the website playing the same game. He swears he didn’t know I was on there, but hey, I still managed to beat the hell out of him on Christmas morning.  We love Hive.

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Adam playing Hive on Christmas morning

Christmas also brought with it a huge amount of game playing.  It is a really lovely thing to play board games with people you really like.  We played so many wonderful games that we had but had forgotten about.  We played Monopoly, always fun, I go for the stations.  We played Cluedo.  Cluedo has an excellent new set of rules so that you can play it with only two people instead of three.  We used this mechanism to adapt an old game of Mystery at Hogwarts that has been languished unused for 16 or 17 years using these new rules and it worked a treat.  We played Labyrinth – this game is amazing, so much fun, get it, play it, thank you, you’re welcome.  In Labyrinth you move tiles around the board to block your opponent’s path and be the first to collect all the treasure.  What could be better? 

I have the game playing bug now.  Sometimes I can’t be bothered.  Adam has bought so many games in the past few months – card games, dice games, silly games, weird games.  He has taken over a full wardrobe with his games.  But I do love playing games.  I have a few more new favourites that I’ve not mentioned here – I want to maybe write a review post about my favourite games, or maybe I’ll just tag it on here tomorrow.  I didn’t think I would be a board gamer but I suppose it is better than being a board game widow.

 

 

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I have been spending the last few days reading some excellent blogs with the help of Bloglovin’, so I decided to hook myself up.  My philosophy being that I am trying to push myself into doing instead of thinking about doing.

There really are some excellent writers and I am enjoying exploring what is on offer.  I am interested in people who are writing about life in Glasgow, about living life, enjoying life.  I enjoy reading about women in the world, about people making a difference in the world. Anything about Doctor Who or Harry Potter are also top reading choices.  And photography – as an eager amateur photographer ready to practice and learn I hope to enjoy reading about this too.

You are all so inspiring – I am ready to be inspired.

 

Anniversary

The main bit about our wedding and the year that followed it.

Last weekend was our first wedding anniversary and we celebrated and reflected on the year we have had.

Friday 8th April, 2016. We did not get as many shots of the day as I had hoped we would get.  Adam hired a friend who was handy with a camera.

080416 (1 of 1)While the shots we got were really lovely, I do wish there had been more group pictures, or that he had caught my lovely green petticoats on film.  I think this picture does capture my beautiful flowers and how they reflected the spring colours my flower girls and bridesmaids wore.   My mum made the flower girls dresses, my dress was made by Dragonfly Dress Design in Glasgow.  My bridesmaids wore Chi-Chi dresses from House of Fraser and my shoes were from Irregular Choice. My gorgeous bouquet was my most favourite bride accessory – apart from my new husband.  The florist was Betty Bluebell and I would recommend her to anybody looking for wedding flowers.  She is tremendous.

The church bit of the wedding was perfect.  We sang All Things Bright and Beautiful, because I love it and Adam doesn’t have a favourite hymn.  I walked down the aisle with my dad to the The Arrival of The Queen of Sheba because that is what my mum walked into her wedding to in 1974.  My aunt read from the bible, my friend Fiona read a quote from Stardust by Neil Gaiman and Adam’s friend Stephen, who is a most excellent poet, read a poem he had written for the occasion.  Adam and I laughed and cried a lot during the very quick half hour it took to get married.  We walked out of the church to Queen’s Don’t Stop Me Now played on the organ, which was fantastic.

The party bit of the wedding was completely brilliant, definitely one of my top days ever.

We had The Bygone Photobooth who were a hit with absolutely everyone.  We got some fabulous memories from their silly, happy, pictures.  The band who kept everyone dancing were called The Dawn Patrol.  Seriously, I don’t think the dance floor was empty at any point – they played music that made everyone happy.   The band were a last minute booking as the one we had booked not long after we got engaged let us down about a month before the wedding.   Adam and I had a very happy day.

Naturally we wanted a spectacular honeymoon.  We spent lots of time thinking about different honeymoon options – San Francisco to see the 49ers, Las Vegas because we met when we worked in the casino, Guadeloupe because – do you need a reason for Guadeloupe? We decided on a homespun London honeymoon because we wanted to not be in debt for the first ten years of marriage.  A part of me does wish we had done something big and amazing, but we had spent most of our savings on wedding day things and had managed to stay relatively afloat financially speaking.

Our honeymoon was spectacular.  It did get off to a rocky start because I thought it would be fun to travel on the night bus.  Do not ever do this.  It was, very possibly, the worst experience of my life.  We had devised an itinerary that left very little to chance.  Adam loves Les Misérable so we saw this and it was so, so good.  On a very sunny April morning we went to Holland Park to visit the Leighton House Museum.  This is the house of the pre-raphaelite artist Frederick Lord Leighton, it was wonderfully atmospheric wandering about his house which is very much as it would have been when he lived there.  We then meandered through the most magnificent Holland Park streets, wondering about the residents of the opulent homes until we arrived at Holland Park itself and the Kyoto Gardens which were a delight.  The trees were in blossom, the sun was shining, we saw a stately heron and beautiful carp in the pond.  After the calm of the garden, we embarked on a Hidden City tour where you are lead round the town by a series of text messages.  This was a great way to see things you might ordinarily walk right past.  For example our tour lead us into the Southbank Centre which we would not have otherwise entered.  We got to see some breathtaking views of the river from the balcony, from the Shard to the London Eye.  We visited the Meridian at Greenwich, we toured Shakespeare’s Globe Theatre, of course we went to the Harry Potter Studio Tour, we had breakfast in the Sky Garden.  We took thousands of photos – here is a wee selection.

After the excitement of the wedding and the honeymoon were over it was back to normal life for us .  We had an absolutely wonderful holiday to South Uist.  Obviously, there were plenty of photos from that little trip.  Christmas 2016 was perhaps my best and most favourite of all the Christmases I have had so far.  We spent Christmas Eve at the Dumbuck House Hotel so that we could easily pop down to see the in-laws in the morning.  Adam has developed a penchant for board games and card games so we spent the evening playing Star Fluxx in the bar while I tried to decide which gin was my favourite.  We had Christmas Dinner with my family and ended up camped out there for a few days which was decadent as we only live a five minute walk away.  There were many, many games happening: Hive, Mysterium, Exploding Kittens … A very good and happy time was had.

Then January happened.  We are all okay now, let’s just get that said first, Adam is okay. In January Adam decided to get his very first eye test.  The optician referred him to Gartnavel because she was concerned about some blood at the back of his eye.  At Gartnavel  they did some more tests and made him wait around a bit.  Eventually they asked him to go to the Queen Elizabeth University Hospital for some scans – they were not concerned about the blood, but his optic nerves appeared swollen.  I had taken the morning off to go up to Gartnavel with him, be we had got the bus.  So we got the bus back into town, we weren’t rushing, we weren’t worried.  He then got a bus to the QEUH and I headed on into work.

At four o’clock Adam called me to tell me they were keeping him in for a couple of weeks and he’d tell me more, could I get over to the hospital now please?  When they had scanned his head they found a thing, but they did not know exactly what it was.  It might be a tumour.  I don’t think I really heard much more of what the doctor said after he said tumour.  Adam was to stay in for a couple of weeks so they could decide what to do.  He got given a bed in the Hyper Acute Stroke Unit where for the next week he stayed and I visited, and neither of the two of us had much idea what was actually happening.

That first night when he was kept in the hospital was our first night apart since being married.  I know Adam did not sleep, he told me he watched Star Trek on his phone because Star Trek was familiar and comforting and made him forget to be scared.  My dad picked me up from the hospital and took me home.  I walked in the front door and I found that couldn’t move. My mind flashed through possible future scenarios, all terrible and hurtful and awful. I must have stood at the front door for half an hour, staring down the hall, feeling nothing but dread rise up from the floor. I am not sure how I made myself get into bed, let alone get to sleep or get out of bed and into work.

During his time in the hospital Adam had so many visitors, family and friends who went out of their way to help him pass the hours.  So many people that we are eternally thankful to have in our lives.  I got tonsillitis and was forbidden to visit which was awful for us both.  The first time I got to see him was when he was brought back from the operating theatre.  The thing they had found is a tumour.  It is in the middle of his head so they can’t get to it, but they are fairly certain it is benign.  It is thankfully not in his brain but it is putting pressure on it.  He had no symptoms – the only thing that altered anyone to its presence was swollen optic nerves.  Adam has had a shunt placed in his skull to remove the fluid causing the pressure.  A tube takes this fluid to his stomach.  You can feel the tube down the side of his head and the doctors can programme the shunt with magnets.  He is a cyborg now – a zombie cannibal cyborg.

The future is more scans, and eventually more operations, but that could be years away.  Lets all hope it is years away.  The last doctor we spoke to told Adam he sees no reason for him not to live until at least 84, so that is nice.  Who knows?  We don’t – that is for certain sure.  I do know that we are embarking on our second year of marriage in much the same way as we did our first – excited for the future and completely unprepared.