tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25876497.post7491508272549459410..comments2023-08-18T11:30:52.311-04:00Comments on The Mummy Chronicles: Grandma Scares MeVictoriahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03555904687591523523noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25876497.post-2271303691500549982008-12-10T11:08:00.000-05:002008-12-10T11:08:00.000-05:00AHHAHHAHA. (insert manic laughter here)As a 9 year...AHHAHHAHA. (insert manic laughter here)<BR/>As a 9 year old that couldn't wait to get in on the spoons action, I watched my aunt go thru a bay window fighting for the last spoon on a the table in my grandmother's kitchen. Now, while everyone was concerned (and there were no injuries suprisingly) there wasn't a dry eye in the place. All 8 of those cackling women laughed their butts off - including the one that went thru the window, while I eagerly looked on...still waiting my turn, undaunted by the fact that THIS GAME MAY KILL ME! I had to wait until I was 10 then...apparently that is the age you are considered able to 'hold your own' in my family. Ha!<BR/><BR/>Another, and quite more boring game, that my family subjects me to, and I STILL HATE...is Canasta. Can we be more retirement homebound?Buttercupyayahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01370920178411046494noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25876497.post-43381623275639190782008-12-08T00:56:00.000-05:002008-12-08T00:56:00.000-05:00I'm like the 5-year-old in your post: I came from ...I'm like the 5-year-old in your post: I came from a gaming family and had too many bad experiences with freakishly game-crazed relatives so I detest them now. Luckily for me, Mr X's family doesn't do games either. Unless you consider eating contests games...cdrhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17505719902649657587noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25876497.post-52106412103810775282008-12-07T15:55:00.000-05:002008-12-07T15:55:00.000-05:00I feel ya on the single child thing. I've never be...I feel ya on the single child thing. I've never been a fan of board games..because yea, who was going to play them with me growing up? It's carried into adulthood too. I get SOOOO bored with any games.Tiffany @ Lattes And Lifehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16113689419516484550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25876497.post-35495360078979239512008-12-06T02:01:00.000-05:002008-12-06T02:01:00.000-05:00Ahh, Spoons. For my family spoons is a camp game ...Ahh, Spoons. <BR/>For my family spoons is a camp game - not a camping game like weekend camping - I am talking summer camp. 8 weeks every summer. Competition between cabin units complete with one of those charts that keeps track of the winners and who moves on to the winners bracket! My daughter was also an only child. She would play spoons with the kids from her Camp Fire group - porbably because they were live bodies. But when spoons went to Camp Smokey, a tradition was born. One of my staff brought one of those giant spoons to camp one year (I suspect his mom has an empty spot on the wall next to the giant fork) and at the end of each camp session the cabin unit with the most wins gets presented the spoon award.<BR/><BR/>Me? I don't play. As the camp director I root for everyone. It took yeaars but I finally figured out why the kitchen always has enough forks and knives but never enough spoons. I suspect campers take home their lucky spoon. Imagine what the parents think. Come to think of it, I do get comments about the lack of imagination for crafts...<BR/><BR/>Kathy from Washington StateAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25876497.post-64412561477980359282008-12-05T20:11:00.000-05:002008-12-05T20:11:00.000-05:00Oh, my goodness! Wildness indeed. I opted out of t...Oh, my goodness! Wildness indeed. I opted out of this blog blast, but I'm enjoying reading the stories.Daisyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11647906900944224234noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25876497.post-56114097210648634922008-12-05T11:00:00.000-05:002008-12-05T11:00:00.000-05:00My family is a bit more of the doing a puzzle toge...My family is a bit more of the doing a puzzle together or playing card games like blackjack, acey-doucey or war. We get competative when playing cards but nothing to that extent. My grandmother (must be a g-ma thing) was very competative when playing cards (poker, euker, black jack, rummie, spade, etc) but not that competative.LadyAshhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08800271712134520704noreply@blogger.com