Last
night we gathered with my cousins again for a combined March B-day celebration
(there are 5 of us in my family with March B-days) and Games Night – both celebrated
over a hearty celebration of Mexican food and Margaritas.
Jim clarifying the rules of the game |
The first
game we played was Can You Name 5? The point behind it is to beat the other team
at naming 5 items in a category. Sometimes your team plays independently, then
other times if you land on a “flip flop” space your team takes turns with the
other team naming 5 of something without duplicating (if you duplicate, your
team loses that round). I think the Girls team won, but am not entirely sure
since we were both tied at the end and had difficulty rattling off multiple
items in multiple categories in rapid succession (which is how you win).
We
learned that we’re lousy with history because most of us had difficulty coming
up with a complete list of the 13 colonies (though we only had to name 5 of
course). My sister’s husband who teaches history just shook his head at us. My
male cousin thought it was funny that we girls knew more brands of toilet paper
than the names of all the colonies, commenting that that was probably because
we were often the ones to shop for that particular item. Sad, but true.
One
of the funnier answers last night was shouted out in response to the category
of “5 Foods with Milk in Them” Another of my cousins blurted out “Cereal.” After
we were all done laughing my sister went in to her pantry and grabbed a box of “Dippin’
Dots” (a type of ice cream in which the ice cream is the consistency of tiny balls)
cereal which backed up her answer.
I was
impressed by my younger (by about 10 years) teammates who mostly had no trouble
rattling off lists of things, making me feel old as I had to take a little time
to think about most of the categories. The power of youth I guess.
The
second game we played was Caption This: A party game of the internet’s
most epic fails. In a nutshell, this is like Apples to Apples for millennials
and the generations that come after them (whatever they’re called). Someone
commented, “I feel too old for this game.” I have to admit I felt the same way,
but still found it a refreshing difference from playing the same old version(s)
of Apples to Apples. The nice thing about this game is that you don’t have to
play it sitting around the table as we sprawled out in my sister’s living room
and just passed around the box lid to collect the various cards people chose as
their response to the funny picture card we passed around.
For
those maybe not familiar with the concept spun off from Apples to Apples, a
picture card is passed around (which is apparently a photo of something crazy
taken off the internet) and you choose one of the 7 cards in your hand as a
possible caption for the photo. I usually found this easier than some other
variations of this game, in spite of the fact that I didn’t always understand
the context of the quotes printed on my cards.
Whoever’s quote is chosen by the
judge wins that picture card and the person with the most picture cards after
however many rounds is the winner. I think my sister won with 4 picture cards,
whereas my husband and I had about 3 each.
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