The boys got a game from my Mom called, Whoonu. It’s by Cranium. It’s a simple game played strictly with chips and cards.
Nope. It’s nothing like poker.
To summarize, every person except one (the Whozit) receives a certain number of cards. The players with cards must pick one or two from their hand that they think the Whozit would like most and put it in an envelope. The Whozit then takes the envelope and sorts these various cards from best liked to least.
So Mr. T was the person designated as the Whozit, the man without the cards… the rest of us were sorting through our hands of four cards, trying to pick two cards that we thought he’d like, to slide into the envelope. After handing Mr. T the envelope, my eldest says of his remaining two cards, “Mom, I knew you’d hate these… pumpkin carving and ice skating!”
Mr. T: Wait. I LOVE those things!
Ringo: I know. But Mom doesn’t.
Me: Well, no, but we’re picking for T. Not me…
Ringo: Uh oh.
Needless to say, Ringo lost that round…but I could not believe what he put down.
Mr. T ordered the cards from worst to best, raising an eyebrow over a couple of them, obviously Ringo’s choices. He flipped over the one he liked least and it said, “Doing Laundry.”
Ringo fessed up that this was one of his choices FOR ME.
Over pumpkin carving!
I truly loathe ice skating… going into an icey cold building, wearing pinchy shoes that stand on blades, and then attempting to slide around on a frickin’ cold floor while not busting my teeth in, feeling completely inept as other people slide around as if born doing this crap… it has absolutely NO redeeming qualities. None. Zippo. Zilch.
No good feelings. At all.
So I looked at the card flipped over, the card Ringo put down for his brother, but meant for ME and I said, “Doing Laundry? You think I LIKE doing laundry?”
Ringo: Sure. You do it all the time.
Me: I do it because I HAVE to do it! I don’t LIKE doing it!!! I’d like Pumpkin carving A LOT MORE than doing laundry!
Ringo: Really? Because you really don’t like Pumpkin Carving.
Me: No. I don’t. But I like it more than doing frickin’ laundry.
Ringo: I noticed you didn’t say you like going ice skating more than doing laundry.
Me: No. I’d rather do laundry. Any day.
Ice skating sucks.
We have that game as well. Amazing, the things you can learn about people you've lived with for decades...
Posted by: Elisson at January 1, 2007 10:22 PMPehaps you can chop up a pumkin with ice skates?
Posted by: Roses at January 2, 2007 05:25 PM