100TH POST!!!!!!

This is officially my 100th blog post. Woot woot. Also, before I dive in to the topic if this post it has been brought to my attention that AMBERLITIOUS is misspelled. That was done on purpose. Let me explain. When I was in 5th grade my neighbor started calling me that. She never used my real name. Now, one day while at my aunt's house, my cousin decided I should have an email address like he did, so he set one up. He asked what I wanted it to be and after a few moments I decided on Amberlitious. My fifth grade mind was unsure how to spell such an extravagant word and the first word with a similar ending that came to mind was catious. I stole that ending. My dad mocks me because I should have thought of delicious, but alas the spellings stays. Now on to the post...

Sunday night Dewy, Jace, and Alex came over for game night. Kaylee made texas sheet cake (which Alex threatened to shove her face into) and my parents joined the four of us in a friendly game of sequence. The game went on, and on, and on, and on, and on... After three hours, Dewy and I had won three games, Alex and Jace had won three games, and mom and dad had won three games. It was the world series of sequence and game four (or game ten) was on the line. The winner of the last game takes all. I tell this part in all seriousness. No exaggeration needed. We played that last game for an eternity. Everyone refused to lose. We went through EVERY card in the deck and the board was almost covered. It was Jace's turn and his final card and he laid the winning chip. It took the very last play possible to end the game. Stupid Jace. Alex and I on the couch waiting for the games to begin. At least I was anyway... Alex was waiting for the cake.
As you can see, Alex is thrilled about the cake. Kaylee looks GORGEOUS.
This is the game board after the last game we played. If I count correctly there are only 6 blank spaces left. Good night.
The winners. Jace wanted to remind us of who won the game. Alex is just happy they won.
Dewy is wiping his tears at our devastating loss. We fought a valiant battle, but alas were not victorious. Please ignore my hair. My bangs look afright.