Extreme Charades

The Wecker family plays Charades like no other family. I have been caught unawares before, but not this year. I had the pleasure of writing down one of the toughest clues of the night (no easy feat in this family). Pete drew my clue from the basket and had to act out the following:

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After a valiant effort, including such creativity as "sex-pores" to describe the word explores, the five minute time limit was reached. My inflated pride was soon popped when it came to be my turn. I reached into the basket and drew out Pete's clue:

 

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I tried my best but we just couldn't get past the word "bearers". My clue-giving is not up to par with the rest of the Wecker family. After five agonizing minutes of struggling with syllables, my five minutes was up. So I neither helped nor hindered my team in the end. I was a bit surprised that the word Shannara was easier to guess than bearers, but what can you do. Maybe next year I will get this right.

Mud verses Dog

Who wins?

Complaint #2

I pretty sure that our neighbors are determined to get us kicked out. They are going to keep lodging complaints until we are forced to leave. Or maybe they have no other audience than the apartment management to display their talent with Hyperbole. The complaint this time was that we leave are bathroom fan (you know, that tiny fan we are supposed to use to prevent mold in the bathroom) on for "days at a time". I have no words to tell you how completely false that is. The only time that fan is on is when one of use is showering, so a total of maybe 30 minutes a day.

Sib Shout Out

To Graham, who is selflessly serving his country this Christmas aboard the USS Halsey. 

I have the most awesome brother ever!

The Very UN-Christmas Spirit

So yesterday Nathan came home with some surprising news; someone had called to complain about us as neighbors. Now, I have always considered myself a pretty good neighbor. I never throw parties, I never leave my trash just outside my door instead of taking it to the dumpster, I always pick up after my dog, and I try to water my neighbors plants when they are out of town. So I was just a little shocked.

It turns out the complaint was about loud music in the mornings. I realized then that I do in fact listen to music in the mornings sometimes, because I like to play Christmas music for my niece Lucy while I watch her. Are you allowed to complain about Christmas music?

(I realize our walls are probably thinner than I thought, and I can't really complain about someone being passive aggressive when I have a tendency to be passive aggressive, I just thought it was kind of a funny thing to complain about.)