assassination.

A lot of people from Midtown are playing a game of assassin that is very intense, as I found out last night. I don’t want to bore you with all the details (mostly because I don’t even understand half of it) but the main idea is you have someone to “kill” with different items (‘poison’ which are stickers that you put on the bottom of cups before the person drinks it/fake knives that have to touch the person you are trying to “kill” when you two are alone…no one can see/and so on).

Picture this: I get home around 11 from a long game of ultimate and dinner with The Tippings’ and twin two year olds. I’m tired. I pull into my driveway and some creepy guy is walking right beside my house on the sidewalk (nothing new here). He keeps walking, so I just stay in my car and wait until I can’t see creepy dude anymore and then go inside. I change, take the dog in the backyard, come in, and Pacey starts barking at the door which means Brandon is home. I look out the peep hole to make sure it’s him (I’ve got my mind on creepy guy still) and there’s yelling and a guy chasing Brandon. First instinct: who cares that I’m wearing a sports bra and shorts? I’m going to save Brandon. I run out the door screaming and chasing after the dude that’s chasing my husband. Also chasing after him is our 9 pounder dog, acting like she’s a pitbull. Brandon yells at me saying, “It’s the game!” So after a few seconds, I realize that it’s Matt Aughtry chasing Brandon in the park beside our house, trying to “kill” him or whatever. (I’m still so mad about how much I hate this game.) Finally Brandon made it inside (in your face, Matt!) and didn’t get “killed”. I stayed in the yard and yelled at Matt to never come in our yard again (yes, I know it’s weird. I was frantic.) And then Brandon came in and I had to take a Tylenol pm to go to sleep last night.

PS: We have a lady living with us for a while and this morning she said, “Did something happen last night or was I having a bad dream? I could hear people yelling outside and the dog squealing…?” How do you explain the fact that some guy was hiding in our bushes to “fake kill” Brandon because they are playing as assassin game?

Thanks, assassin game. I hate you.