I was Locked in a Room with a Zombie

Between mid March to the first week of May, there are several birthdays and celebrations on my husband’s side of the family. This year, we decided with my in-laws that we would celebrate all the spring time festivities at one big event.  I don’t know where he found it, but my father-in-law discovered Room Escape Adventures: Locked in a Room with a Zombie.

Trapped in a Room with a Zombie

So what did this event entail?  We were locked in a room with a zombie and had to escape within an hour. That’s pretty much it. You are locked in a room and the key to get out is hidden among several riddles, clues, locks, and keys. Even if you were to find where the exit key is hidden, you would need to have solved the other riddles in the room to get to the key.

I don’t want to give too much detail away and ruin the challenge for anyone, so here is the blurb from the website: Prepare to be locked in a room with up to 11 other people and a Zombie that is chained to the wall! Hidden in the room is a key that will unlock the door to your freedom.  To find the key you must locate numerous clues and solve riddles.  Every five minutes the hungry Zombie’s chain will be released another foot.  Within an hour, the Zombie will be able to reach you.  You have 60 minutes to the find clues, solve the puzzles, unlock the door and escape the room without getting eaten!  Are you smarter than a Zombie?  Find out!

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With such vague information, I wasn’t sure if I’d like it. I thought he was crazy and the whole experience would be cheesy, but this turned out to be one of the best times I’ve had in a while.  The site describes the whole adventure as a “team building experience.” That sounds a bit corny, but it isn’t the normal type of team building experience. It isn’t like we were trust falling on each other, or having someone blindfolded and guide them. We were locked in a room with a zombie. We had to gather clues and solve riddles (word riddles, number riddles, puzzles, all kinds) all while dodging a zombie and/or distracting him from someone who is trying to gather a clue. Ok so the zombie was an actor, but in the moment you sure as hell don’t want to be tagged by the guy.

We had 2 extra tickets, so my friend Meg and her boyfriend Dave joined us, and thank goodness they did! They were responsible for solving some of the riddles. In fact, everyone was responsible and helped in some way. The riddles were varied enough that each of us had our own strengths, and pretty much everyone was solved at least one riddle to help out the team. At the end of the hour, the game host gives an analysis of the team as a whole and points out each person’s strengths and how he/she helped the team. My favorite analysis was of my mother-in-law, who offered to sacrifice herself to the zombie even though we still had a good 25 minutes to finid the challenge.  Only 30% of teams actually come out of the challenge “alive,” and we were one of them! with less than 30 seconds left, we tumbled out of the room and escaped the zombie.

We Won!!

I’ve seen coupons for it on Living Social, but even without them it’s not an expensive night. It’s also a really fun family night. Even though it is a zombie theme, it really isn’t scary at all. Players can be as young as 8 years old, and according to the host kids are better at riddles than adults. The only negative part is that you aren’t allowed to take the challenge again until a new sequel story comes out. Every few month there are new clues, riddles, and stories. I really hope we can do it again. Try it out here! http://roomescapeadventures.com/

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My Goonies Pirate Paaaaaarty

My birthday was a few weeks ago, and my niece turned 10 two days before my birthday, so I decided that I was going to revolt against being an “adult” and have a joint themed party with her. My favorite movie also happens to be 30 this year. When I say it’s my favorite movie, I mean I’m a little obsessed:

My Car

I went pirate crazy. I got hats, eye patches, paper goods, and toys for the kids to play with.  We served The Kraken’s Special (spaghetti and meatballs) with Sloth’s Salad (antipasto salad).

 The Kraken's Special

For dessert, there were Canon Balls (Oreo balls), Mermaid Pearls (White Sixlets), Fratelli Pops, Swashbuckler Cookies, The Flying Dutchman’s Delight (cheesecake), and One Eye-d Willie’s Rich Stuff (Devils Food Cake).

Rich Stuff Canon Balls and Mermaid Pearls Swashbuckler Cookies

I’m not sure why I bought so many table cloths (2 red, one black, and several Jolly Rogers), but I quickly realized I did not need them all.

I decorated the tables with “treasure” and used the red for our dinner table, black for the dessert table, and I hung the Jolly Rogers from my mom’s deck and we used it as a backdrop. The pictures were great!

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I like to think this was a practice run for when Jack get’s older and asks for a pirate party. Because of course he’s going to want a pirate party. I already decided that this will be his toddler bed.

Little Tikes Pirate Ship Toddler Bed - Little Tikes - Babies"R"Us

After diner, there were sword battles, face painting, treasure hunts, and presents.

Everybody's a Pirate

IMG_8269 Face Painting

Sword Fighting

Sword Fighting

Birthday Ladies

Olivia loved her vanity set and I was treated to a Patrick Kane Team USA shirt. We all know I love the New York Rangers, but my favorite hockey player isn’t actually on the Rangers. Why? This is why. I happen to really wish that Patrick Kane would decide that he loves New York and would get traded to my team. I don’t see that happening (the Blackhawks would be fools) so instead I root for Kane only once every 4 years, during the Olympics.

The “grown up” portion of my birthday was celebrated with surprise tickets to see one of my favorite writers, David Sedaris. It was the first time since we had Jack that we went on a real date. It was a very strange feeling. I kept wondering what he was doing (as if a baby does much), but it was nice to spend time with Matt and share with him something I enjoy so much. David Sedaris can have a whole audience in stitches, on the brink of tears, and back to laughter in under a minute. It’s a talent that I’m so happy he didn’t just save for his own inner circle. I know that I’ve looked like a schizophrenic person reading his books in public. So if you haven’t yet, read yourself some Me Talk Pretty One Day or my favorite, When You Are Engulfed in Flames.

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My Poor Baby’s Been Sick

My birthday was 2 weeks ago. It was a big one. 30. I thought about blogging on being 30, but the truth is there really isn’t anything exciting about it. I didn’t have any long awaited epiphanies about entering a new decade. I don’t feel old, and I don’t feel like I should miss my 20’s or anything like that. So I decided instead that  I’d blog about the joint party I threw for myself and my niece Olivia. Her birthday is just 2 days before mine, and she turned 10 this year.  I also wanted to blog about last week,  my first Mother’s Day, and how I felt being a new mom.  But something came up that stopped me from doing anything productive. Jack got sick. It will be the first of many times, I know, but that doesn’t mean I wasn’t scared.

It started on a Saturday night with a slight fever that got higher and higher. I called the Dr in the middle of the night, and she assured us that he’d be worse at night but some Tylenol would bring down the fever. I had already taken Tuesday and Wednesday off work, so Matt was going to take the baby to the Dr on Monday. I felt so guilty going in to work. My baby was fussy and sad, and I was leaving him. After arguing with myself I finally went in, only to turn right around and go back home. I made it back in time for his appointment, and I don’t think I put him down for the rest of the day. Even though the little guy was coughing, feverish,  and swollen, he still gave me his sweet smile every now and then.

Poor Sick Baby

As much as I hate him being sick, he was still adorable. He would yell and grunt at himself whenever he would cough too much frustrated that he couldn’t stop.

Jack’s fever broke Tuesday and he had no symptoms Wednesday, but by Thursday night he was feverish again. On Sunday morning, Mother’s Day, he broke out in a rash all over his body, and we found out that he had roseola, a very common virus in babies. My Mister Man is back to his healthy self. I hope he stays that way for a while!

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