Holiday Madness
It's that time again... hurry, hurry, hurry. Time's running out. Have you made the list? Checked it twice? Did you order the turkey from Greenberg?
Yes, the holidays are hectic. But they are also times when family and friends get together and reminesce. This holiday season you may want to set up the video (off in the corner but with a wide-angle view so that it captures everyone sitting at the table) and have each person tell a favorite story about someone else at the table.
For example, if I were sitting at the table with my two brothers and my parents, I'd tell the story about the time my older brother put everything on his hamburger--everything except the beef, that is. He had tomatoes, lettuce, cheese, pickles, onions... you get the picture. It wasn't until my dad noticed there was a beef patty left on the plate and asked, "Who didn't get a burger?" that my brother discovered he'd left out the most important ingredient--meat! The ending of the story is that he ended up having two sandwiches that night... one meatless and one with beef!
This happened when my older brother was six or seven. He is sixty-four now, but we still laugh till our bellies hurt when we remember that summer evening when he was almost finished with his sandwich before he looked between the bun and asked, "Where's my beef?"
Okay, you get the idea. Your turn...
Yes, the holidays are hectic. But they are also times when family and friends get together and reminesce. This holiday season you may want to set up the video (off in the corner but with a wide-angle view so that it captures everyone sitting at the table) and have each person tell a favorite story about someone else at the table.
For example, if I were sitting at the table with my two brothers and my parents, I'd tell the story about the time my older brother put everything on his hamburger--everything except the beef, that is. He had tomatoes, lettuce, cheese, pickles, onions... you get the picture. It wasn't until my dad noticed there was a beef patty left on the plate and asked, "Who didn't get a burger?" that my brother discovered he'd left out the most important ingredient--meat! The ending of the story is that he ended up having two sandwiches that night... one meatless and one with beef!
This happened when my older brother was six or seven. He is sixty-four now, but we still laugh till our bellies hurt when we remember that summer evening when he was almost finished with his sandwich before he looked between the bun and asked, "Where's my beef?"
Okay, you get the idea. Your turn...
posted by Joyce, of course at 1:35 PM
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