Gone Away Is the Bluebird

It isn't a holiday with my family unless there is a board game involved. Last night, the game was Cranium.

The stakes were high as it was girls against boys. Dokey and I, being sisters with our own unique ESP, thought we had it in the bag. I tried to channel JB when it came time to spell words backwards (he is the Master of that). We ruled at the Humdingers. Who knew my love of Barry Manilow would come in handy someday? But then it came time to sculpt. . .

Dokey molded a person out of sticky purple clay as I yelled out guesses. "It's a man!" "It's a statue!" Then, as she added an adornment to the neck of the clay man I changed tactics. "It's a bow tie!" "It's a waiter!" "It's a scarf!" "It's a snowman!" "It's cancer of the throat!"

Woah. Wha?!

Yeah, you read that right. Where in the hell did I get that from? Your guess is as good as mine. Dokey looked incredulously at me as the rest of us broke out in a fit of laughter. Needless to say, we didn't win that one. It was a "thing" and that "thing" was a "necklace." Balls! So close!

It's raining here. Surprise, surprise. That means that I have four of my favorite things in the universe right now: rain, my family, my best friend, and time off. The flight here was a breeze. Who knew the trick to holiday travel was traveling ON the actual holiDAY. Other than the incredibly broad shouldered man with ginormous eye glasses (like that kid in Jerry McGuire) taking up more than his share of the armrest (ok , I am being kind, he was halfway into my seat!) making me feel crooked on my right side for most of yesterday, the flight was good. One of the security guards was even singing "Winter Wonderland" which made all the holiday travelers smile and be neighborly. I still do not understand why, if they make us all take our shoes off at the security check point, why oh why don't they have a place for us to put our shoes back on? This seems like a huge oversight and I think I might just have to write a letter to someone important and tell them what I think of it.

I'll get to it right after I go see The Squid and the Whale.