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Let’s play.

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Come on.

You know you want to….

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I have to be honest here and say I can’t think of one.

I was one of those weird kids who loved to turn out the lights and watch horror flicks. Alone, in the dark.

Nothing freaked me out. Nothing scared me. I never thought there were boogie men under my bed or monsters in my closet.

I was the kid who laughed when Linda Blair’s head started spinning in the Exorcist.

I happily went swimming after seeing Jaws.

The mad slasher films of the 80’s? Pfft. They made me laugh .

If forced to choose one, I guess I’d have to say the old Rosemary’s Baby. It didn’t scare me per se… but i remember it being creepy and atmospheric.

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How about you.

What movie scared the bejesus out of your childish self?

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Let’s play.

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You don’t have to, but you should.

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Good grief, there are so many I don’t know where to start…

I shall try to limit myself to 5.

1. Avatar.

I don’t see the appeal, never did. And if you love it, please don’t try to change my mind. I don’t care how much money they spent on the “Let’s add water!” sequel, I’m not watching that either.

2. Dumb and Dumber.

The title says it all.

3. Twilight.

Do not get me started on this ridiculous teenage vampire crap. If you’re over 13 and enjoyed these badly written and acted films? We can no longer be friends.

4. I’ll probably piss some people off with this one, but Back To The Future. Marty McFly? Sorry, no to all 3.

5. With a slight exception for Deadpool (because it’s snarky) and maybe Venom (because let’s face it I’d watch Tom Hardy mop his kitchen floor) the never ending parade of super hero, Marvel, DC Universe, multi verse whatever movies. Enough already. Every time I want to go to a movie, they’re all that’s playing. It’s time to move on.

So how about you?

What popular movies do you dislike….

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Let’s play.

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What have you got to lose, except time.

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I’d say an 8 track player or the dimmer switch on the floor but let’s go with this one.. as seen in my husband’s truck.

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It’s one of my spouse’s favorite features and I swear he keeps buying old trucks because the new ones don’t have it.

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It’s that triangular corner window that acts like a directional air conditioner… at least in Maine where the air is usually cool.

He seriously loves these things and if you’ve ever ridden in an older truck you know they can force some serious air.

How about you…

What’s unrecognizable in your old vehicle?

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Let’s play.

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This week’s game should be fun.

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Here are a few of mine –

Justin Bieber is playing on an endless loop.

All the floors are wet and you’re only wearing socks.

There’s television, but only one program … The Apprentice.

All the cocktails are alcohol free.

The only book in the library is 50 Shades of Grey.

There’s an all you can eat buffet… but the only thing on it is kale.

How about you?

What’s happening in your version of Heck….

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Let’s play.

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You don’t have to, but where’s the fun in that?

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I don’t drink coffee, so that’s easy to give up.

Sugar? I could pull my sweet tooth if I had to.

Pasta? That would be hard, but okay.

Cheese? I’m not sure life would be worth living, but if I have to choose…

I’m going to cling to my bread.

The crusty French loaves, the sourdough, the potato rolls, the honey wheat, the brioche, the cornbread, the biscuits, the pumpernickel!

Give me a pound of butter and a knife? I’m good.

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Yes. That could be me.

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How about you…

What couldn’t you give up?

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Let’s play.

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Because there’s a little bit of child inside us all.

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The first thing that came to mind was my husband, but since that’s not an appropriate response?

I’ll have to go with this:

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It’s just an old dessert plate from Bavaria but it belonged to my mother and her mother before her. My grandmother was born in Austria and didn’t bring much with her when she emigrated to the states in 1923, but somehow this survived and was passed down to me. It’s not my style or taste, but there’s something about the kitchen continuity of the third generation of daughters still using this plate that makes me hold it dear.

How about you?

What’s the oldest thing still in use in your kitchen?

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Let’s play.

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Don’t argue. It’s required…

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My parents were not vacation people and we never once loaded up the ‘62 Ford Falcon station wagon to hit the open road when I was a child.

Oh, there were wonderful day trips to the Jersey shore to swim and stroll the boardwalks… and overnighters in NYC so I could get my fill of dinosaurs at the Museum of Natural History or stuff my face full of cotton candy at Madison Square Garden when Ringling Brothers was in town…. but a true road or airline trip vacation?

Nope. Never.

I can’t honestly say I felt deprived, when you grow up in the New York/New Jersey metropolitan area there’s always plenty to see and do. And while we might have spent a few days in Connecticut or upstate NY with my parent’s friends on occasion, I wouldn’t really call that a ‘vacation’.

So as weird as it sounds, my first “real” vacation happened right after I got married at the ripe old age of 20. The husband and I were living in North Carolina where he was stationed when we jumped in his shiny black 280ZX with T Top removable roof panels … the ultimate in cool in 1984… and headed for Washington DC. I’d never been so we did all the typical tourist stuff – the Lincoln Memorial, the Vietnam Memorial, The National Zoo, the Jefferson Memorial and of course there was the prerequisite sexy photo in front of the reflecting pool at the Washington Monument.

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Complete with stone washed denim and chunky silver link dangling belt. Oh to be that thin again. Sigh…

Done with the nations capitol, we headed to Newport Rhode Island where the husband had been stationed at the Naval War College years before.

Here’s a pic of his handsome self receiving a commendation for saving a young man’s life.

❤️

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I honestly don’t remember much about what we did in Newport other than visit the Breakers… that oh so cute and cozy cottage where the Vanderbilts used to summer.

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Those were the pre cell phone and selfie days where you had to rely on your husband to take a good picture and then wait a week to see if it turned out.

So that was my first real vacay.

How about you?

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Let’s play.

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You know the drill.

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While I can think of quite a few songs that pull at my heart strings or choke me up on occasion…. there’s only one that turns me into a blubbering mess every single time.

I’m an only child of older parents and was a daddy’s girl from day one.

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I lost him when I was 15 and to be honest, I still haven’t gotten over it.

The song that makes me cry every time?

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How about you?

What tune always makes your eyes leak?

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Let’s play.

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Because it’s Friday and that’s what we do here.

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I’d love to say a green apple margarita or a strawberry basil martini…. but alas, it’s just a humble glass of freshly brewed unsweetened iced tea with lemon.

It’s my go to daily fluid and since I don’t drink coffee, what I wake up to every morning. I love hot tea, cold tea, black tea, herbal tea and yes, I even have a canister of strawberry chocolate tea. It’s a versatile leaf.

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No sugar, high in antioxidants… a lifetime supply? Bring it! I could do worse.

(As long as it’s not green tea. That tastes like swamp water.)

So what are you drinking for the rest of your life?

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