Around 6 PM Saturday evening I received a text from one of my neighbors, “What are you doing?”

I was in PJ’s and set up in front of a fire, but I texted back, “What are you doing?” He invited my wife and I to a game night.

I wasn’t sure if I wanted to go, and also wasn’t certain my wife would want to venture out, but in the end we decided it would be a good time. So we bundled up and headed next door. Other neighbors were also called, and soon we had a nice “blizzard party” going on.  When I suggested we call another neighbor over, as he’d suggested such a party earlier in the week, our host picked up the phone and proceeded to have the following conversation.

“Hey, it’s <hostname>. I need you and <wifename> to come right over.”

Brief pause.

“Yah, come to the back door. Yes, I need you right now. Thanks.”

Our host hung up and looked over at us.

“He’s coming,” is all he said ¹.

We played games ², laughed a whole lot, ate some excellent cheddar, and sampled some beverages. By the end of the night my throat was sore from laughing so much. During a weekend where “cabin fever” really could become a thing, it was great to get together with some great people and have a terrific time.