Battle of the Sexes and Bad Naked

Ben set up one of the usual Man Nights on our date night last Friday but instead of the regular Cashflow game (*yawn*), he set up rock climbing, jousting, a zipline and campfire hotdogs with the guy who owns Metro Mountain Climbing. And since so many of the wifeys wanted to come, Ben allowed it to be a date night for all. The Metro owners set everything up on the farm where they live and we got a reduced rate - win-win. Pretty much everyone kicked my trash in the jousting, they'd barely hit me and I'd flutter off the pedestal like a leaf (even Jamie had no trouble staying on, despite all the head blows she got from me).

Look at his smug look as I try to knock him off- this was just before he whacked me in the head and knocked my helmet off.

Doug could beat me, but he got spanked pretty bad by everyone else. Jamie's explanation of this whole phenomenon is "Tonks' are Tough and Churches are Woos Cakes" - thanks Jamie. Despite only rock climbing twice in my whole existence when I was about 17, I thought I'd remember and do okay, but was surprised to discover my arms getting shaky about halfway up from acrophobia. Huh, maybe you get more chicken as you get older? The second time I went up was much better and much more fun.

Doug did pretty well at the climbing with his go-go gadget limbs coming in handy. He also shook the whole tower and scared the bejeebies out Jamie who was almost all the way up.

"And you don't realize it but there's good naked and bad naked." - Seinfeld

Naked bathing- good.

Naked tooth brushing- bad

Cute, clothed sleeping babies with Sock Monkeys and battle scars on the forehead- always good.