I have something so fun to show you but I'm having technical problems getting my pictures up here. So sad, perhaps tomorrow. Instead I'll share this story with you.
Most of the relatives from my mother's side I see once a year. Thanksgiving is the holiday where my mother's family descends upon my grandmother's house in Western Pennsylvania and stays up until all hours of the night talking, eating and playing games for a week. We are a loud bunch, my family. Rowdy, irreverent, a bit sarcastic and a teensy bit competitive.
The games we play are your regular-variety board games. Favorites include: Oodles, Taboo, Catch Phrase (the best game ever), Perfect Ten, and Headbandz. Headbandz always gets busted out toward the end of the night. If you are unfamiliar, in this game: each person gets a headband they use to hold a card. On the card is a person place or thing that you ask the other players "yes" or "no" questions until you guess or run out of time. When you run out of time without guessing (usually this) then players give you one word clues until you guess or you hear a clue form all the players. You get points for guessing, players get points for good clues. Hilarious family bonding ensues. Well it usually does, but this game seems to have the tendency to put my family in a bad mood. I'm not sure why, but I it's definitely a trend.
I think it's because even as you gather clues, if you're not on the same wave-length with the other players you find yourself saying something like, "A group of businessmen traveling to work together in a car? I have no idea?!" and everyone around you is looking at you like you are a complete idiot because the clear answer is "Carpool." Obviously, it's right there on your card everyone can see but you. So basically it's a game of guessing about something suck to your face while everyone around you says the same word over and over again while looking at you in increasing frustration and disappointment in your mental facilities. I am nearly banned from this game by my Auntie, The Game Master, for saying "yes" and "no" like, "yEAHhhhhhhsssss!" or "NO! nonono." or "Yes?" or "No?" And also using too much eyebrow.
Last Thanksgiving we were sitting around playing a (still) friendly game of Headbandz, and it was my cousin's girlfriend's turn. Like I intimated, my family is intimidating. But we seem to have the tendency of finding people who are a bit quiet to partner us, ensuing that everyone who get's brought home is going to be relatively shell-shocked. This was her second Thanksgiving with the family though, so she was prepared for all the fun. She stood there, asking yes or no questions about her card that showed a thing.
The "yes" or "no" round was up. It was time for the one word clues. Now, I didn't know this woman too well at this point. I had met her once before, saw her on facebook, heard about her from my cousin. My family can be a little conservative with particular things and I never seem to be able to figure out which things are off-limits. Everyone's so irreverent and happy and loud that I sometimes forget that not everyone ads "swearing" and "crude jokes" into that basket of fun.
But I had the best clue.
It was so awesome I needed to say it. But there were three problems. She might not get it. I wasn't sure about the age gap...she's just younger than me enough for me to be concerned that she wouldn't get the reference. The second problem was that if she didn't guess it correctly, I may be forced to explain what the heck I was talking about, and while not completely vulgar, would be awkward. The third problem was that there was also a chance that if she did get it, she would have to do some awkward explaining in front of my family (and her girlfriend's mother).
But it was too awesome.
There were two clues before me. Both of them flopped. It was my turn. Hopefully, I was about to have a hearty chuckle, if not, I was about to unleash the cranky. I looked at her and communicated to my best ability with my face: "Please, for both of us, just get this clue and we'll move on."
One half a heartbeat.
Most of my family looked bewildered, but everyone under the age of 37 was rollin'. I hadn't counted on the joviality of the "kids" to get me out of questioning.
I did ruin the same game later when I got disproportionately mad at someone using the words "Founding Father" as a clue for Christopher Columbus. I think I nearly got sent to bed after that one.
Did I mention that at 32, I am the oldest of the cousins?