Splinter Factory

Our lives tend to lack zest occasionally. Therefore, for some added enjoyment, we have been playing Splinter Factory. That sounds great, you say - how did you come up with it? Well, Caity and I both managed to get splinters in our feet yesterday (courtesy of a friend's deck), and we spent a large portion of last night trying to dig them out. Greg managed to remove mine but Caity is not super cooperative about us sticking utensils into her skin. Shocking, I know. Her reward for not participating in the activity will be a visit to the doctor this afternoon. This is, as you know, also a reward for the rest of us, as we all love taking the time out of our day to haul across town to the doctor. Especially in the afternoon when 1) traffic is less than fun and 2) the doctor is sure to be running about an hour behind, due to various emergencies and tardily-arriving patients from earlier in the day. Ah, yes. We love Splinter Factory! Try it today!