Michael and Rick came over, and we played catch phrase for about an hour and a half, and ate one bag of chips and almost all of the dip. Rick got pretty toasted playing the game. The funniest clue of the whole game was Michael's screaming, "It's an animal's home, and when you run into it you scream." And as if it were the guesser's fault that he couldn't figure it out, and in case he was deaf, he just kept repeating it louder and louder. What was so hysterical was the it really seemed as if there were really no other way to describe such a thing. A spider web.
It was a long, great night of dancing. My favorite dancing was dancing a waltz with Robert in the middle of the dance floor while couples dance circled the outer perimeter of the dance floor.