D&D

I tried and failed to start up a rpg group earlier on in the pandemic.

However, Patrick was successful.

Patrick watched some of the same Brandon Sanderson writing videos I did and wanted to try his hand at DMing again. I told him that I was game and to let me know when!

Turns out it was July 24th.

Patty wanted to do 5 sessions once a week on Saturdays from 7- 10 PM. I said I was in.

There were some challenges (always). Carrie highly values Saturday night horse chores, because we have boarders come out early Sunday morning to help and ride. Then I usually used the hotspot off my phone, because Carrie and Shane would use the 'good' internet to stream on the TV.

And then, there was parenting. I'm normally the one who puts Shane to bed, but there's a specific moment in mind here.

One night, Landie came over while we played. She and Shane started running wild. She stuck a doll in Shane's face and he escalated by grabbing his giant Maleficent and scared the crap out of Loki.

Under my table.

I thought Loki had farted.

I was of two minds while I played. One half listened to Patrick and the other watched the kids. I noticed Loki occasionally dropping his butt to scoot and put the game on pause. He had a dingleberry stuck in his butt fuzz. I helped him out, but the smell clung to where I sat.

Carrie came in and I asked her to come over and confirm I wasn't crazy for smelling shit. That's when I found the pile tucked away near a table leg.

Challenges were conquered in game and out, but no bonus XP was awarded from Pat.

We finished our last session just before I wrote this (8/15). We got done in 4 rather than 5. It was fun! I was happy to be social.