Friday, January 1, 2010

The Present Game (001/365)

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It is in games that many men discover their paradise.

Robert Lynd (Irish Essayist and Journalist, 1879-1949)

TIME:  5:36 PM
PLACE:  Uncle Albert’s basement
SUBJECT:  The extended family

I woke up this morning with a pinched nerve in my right shoulder blade.  Owie.  I took some Aleve and lay on the heating pad for an hour.  It felt a little better, but I’m still having trouble turning my head to the left.  Looks like I’m making a call to the chiropractor tomorrow.
We went to my uncle’s house (my mother’s brother) for a New Year’s Day get-together.  We play what we call “The Present Game”.  Everyone brings at least 3 gifts per player.  We roll dice – a double allows you to choose a gift, if you roll a triple, you get to choose two.  When all the gifts are distributed, we set a timer and roll to steal.  Same rules.  Then we open.  The gifts are usually pretty crappy.  Think 2 pistachios lovingly wrapped in a small jewelry box, or scratched off losing lottery tickets taped to the bottom of a large shirt box.  It’s goofy and can get cutthroat for certain gifts.  We’re dorks.

5 comments:

Susan said...

I bet this was so much fun and a ton of laughs. No better way to start the New Year than with a good time.

Monica said...

I don't know ... it sounds like an awful lot of fun! But then I've been known to carry the dork gene myself!

bentonflocke said...

sounds like a funny present game - I´ll remember this on our next party!!!

Hope your shoulder will be better soon!

Mari said...

Sounds like fun!

Anonymous said...

Amazing as always