You’ve heard of Kings, Washers, Beer Pong, and Flip Cup haven’t you? Who amongst us hasn’t overindulged while playing one of these time-honored drinking games? Drinking games can turn a Friday night with neighbors into a rager. A Sunday into a Funday. My particular favorite used to be secret drinking games created on the fly known only to myself. For example, having a shot of my drink every time my Mom reminisced about my brother’s football career or finishing my drink every time my in-laws referenced their dog.
Now that I’m a parent, well first of all, there’s a lot less drinking in our household. But if I were to play a drinking game it would undoubtedly be the one created by my husband this past week: The "Marryn Eats" Drinking Game. The rules are as follows:
successful bite - one drink
food on floor - two drinks
food on you - three drinks
fart noise - two drinks
dog licks hands - two drinks
dog eats food - one drink
shake head "no" - two drinks
shriek - one drink
poop face - three drinks
eat high chair straps - two drinks
mad face - finish your drink
Be warned – no matter what kind of time of day this game is played – you’re gonna get wasted.
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Saturday, June 11, 2011
Theatricality
It began with a laugh. Marryn got water in her nose from her first swimming excursion, blew it out in a dramatic fashion, and we all laughed. “Ah HA,” said the eight month old brain. “I get a positive reaction when I do this. I think I’ll do it again. And I think I’ll do it again. And how about again in case you missed it? And again…”
Dubbed the Mad Face.
She loves doing it. She knows we love to see it. So begins the theatricality. We’ve worked up a few routines incorporating the expression. In one scenario I pretend to be scared of the mad face and hide behind a napkin. This is hilarious to the eight month old brain. In another, I do the mad face back to her while shaking my finger and pretending to admonish the mad face. The eight month old brain finds this to be equally amusing.
You’re welcome to stop by anytime to see the mad face. You won’t have to wait very long to see it.
Fast forward to today and nary does an hour go by that we don’t see this.
Dubbed the Mad Face.
She loves doing it. She knows we love to see it. So begins the theatricality. We’ve worked up a few routines incorporating the expression. In one scenario I pretend to be scared of the mad face and hide behind a napkin. This is hilarious to the eight month old brain. In another, I do the mad face back to her while shaking my finger and pretending to admonish the mad face. The eight month old brain finds this to be equally amusing.
You’re welcome to stop by anytime to see the mad face. You won’t have to wait very long to see it.
"What you talkin' 'bout Willis?"
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)