We have a group of friends with which we play games. This group, until now, has remained unnamed.
While conducting an internal focus group (that means really pondering something) I did some research to come up with a name for this group. Seems not everyone likes to play games, so we are lucky to have found each other.
GAME: noun “Entertainment”
adventure, amusement, athletics, business, distraction, diversion, enterprise, festivity, frolic, fun, jest, joke, lark, line, merriment, merrymaking, occupation, pastime, plan, play, proceeding, pursuit, recreation, romp, scheme, sport, sports, undertaking
GAME: adjective “Brave, Willing”
bold, courageous, dauntless, desirous, disposed, dogged, eager, fearless, gallant, hardy, heroic, inclined, interested, intrepid, nervy, persevering, persistent, plucky, prepared, ready, resolute, spirited, spunky, unafraid, unflinching, up for, valiant, valorous
GAME: noun “Individual Sporting Event
GAME: adjective “Debilitated”
After reviewing these definitions, one possible name for this group emerge:
“WE’RE GAME, NOT LAME”
I didn’t even realize that “game” meant deformed, maimed and weak. We are none of that. Of course, we will need to vote on this…so tell me what you think, you “Gamers Not Lamers.”
Okay, on to the real reason for this post: our luscious weekend in the mountains at Eagle’s Nest in Banner Elk, North Carolina.
I had bid on and won the privileged of staying at Eagle’s Nest for a 3-Day weekend. What I didn’t realize was, we would be staying in an incredible $5.7 million “log cabin” on top of the mountain.
We didn’t just go to the mountains, we went over the top, to the mountain.
The “cottage” was, amazing with a capital “A.” It even had an elevator. “Beam me up,” says Jack.
And a wine cellar:
And a ginormous Chihuly-inspired chandelier. (Designed, blown and constructed by a student of his.)
Mark Harvey was our tour guide. Nick Kladny was our rec director. Check out the Eagle’s Nest website: http://www.eaglesnestbe.com/ You won’t even begin to believe how wonderful the place is.
We ate every meal in, since it was: “why would we leave?” Mary and Marguerite fixed the Friday Feast. Lenore and Dona toiled on the Saturday Spread.
We all hiked the Profile Trail halfway up Grandfather Mountain. (Fortunately, we didn’t go to the top, since Mary may have keeled over from hunger, requiring everyone else to haul her down from the peak.)
We had a rousing Bocce Ball tournament; the Red Team (Mary’s) won!
We learned how to play the card game “31.” We drank the first Pisco Sours that the Deerys dared fix, after learning in Peru how delicious they were.
Marguerite and Jack got stuck with the Steven King refrigerator in their sunny, opulent bedroom. Dona and Steve got a ceiling fan with their twin beds, so were happy. No word from Lenore and Ed. They probably didn’t want anyone else feeling bad that they had the best bedroom in the house.
The last balmy night, we had a hootenanny at the fire pit adjacent to the “cottage.” Lenore could play anything by ear we suggested, and we tried to sing along. As in “tried,” I mean to remember the words so we could all sing along.
All in all, a good return on our donation…say yeah! Whose turn is it to host the “Gamers Aren’t Lamers” next? So bowled over by the weekend, I’ve lost track.
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BIRTHDAY TRIBUTE TO JACK AND MARGUERITE:
Jack and wife climbed up the hill
for exercise and fresh air.
Jack fell down
no broken crown
no wife came tumbling after
Birthdays happen both in June
As children they did marry.
You wonder didn’t parents fret
They seemed so young, so very.
But now we’ve see their happiness
These twins they seem so matching.
They are Gemini
They fit so well
Jobs: student brains unlatching.
Up Jack got and home did trot
as fast as he could caper.
But first stop is
going to the top
with grandpa for a gaper.