It turns out I’m pretty terrible at Scrabble. But that doesn’t mean I don’t think these are the bee’s knees. They’d be perfect for game night.

I think I need another party to plan. It’s my brain’s way of not dealing with what I probably should be dealing with. Some people have OCD other people like to dream up fancy invitation designs. So I found a location for my 40th birthday party. A friend’s house in Grass Valley. But here’s the twist: her house is called the Dekeeling House which means island of happiness. My birthday party just took a turn for Tibet. Put that in your party planning hat and smoke it.