Inspirations from cheese in a can. joey, kelly, danny, and charlie

Some of you have requested details of that one trip we just took.  Not naming any names.  You want details?   I bet you’re thinking of  vivid descriptions of Danny’s delighted face as he enjoyed the heaven on earth that is hanging out with his cousins.  Or the wonder and awe he felt when he was finally in the large and fuzzy presence of his beloved, George.  I’ll get to that post really really soon.  You could even hold your breath, in fact.  Ready?  GO!

But for now, some other details.  One night, when we were all twelve of us hanging out in our three-bedroom condo (okay, five of us were asleep), Dad thought it would be a lot of fun if we played a game.  We didn’t have any, of course, other than the tiny card game we brought because Dad said Joey and I had to bring a game.  Alas, it had no instructions with it by the time we got to it, so Dad thought he’d invent a game or two.  The first:  Bible Charades.  I am not even kidding.  After a day of manic sightseeing, toddler-chasing, and fetus-gestating, it was time to play Bible Charades.  The rules of Bible Charades apparently allow for the person doing the miming to talk, if they want to.  Also, in this version, you can do the same Bible verse three times in a row.  Fortunately (?), after only half an hour of that, we moved on to another game he made up which was called “Everyone Share an Embarrassing Moment in Your Life” (or, “Let Me Tell You About This One Thing That Happened at Work That Pissed Me Off Real Bad.  For Half an Hour.”).  This game featured a heaping helping of awkward silences and a side of a certain person getting mad at his spouse for alluding to embarrassing moments in the certain person’s life instead of her own (Did I just do it again?  See, this is not a great game for me).  However.  There WAS pie, so that was good.

That’s all for now.  I just didn’t want to withhold those details from you guys any longer.