Friday, October 24, 2008

obsession

The other night, as my husband and I were divvying up the evening's chores, he chose the laundry and I chose the kitchen. After loading the dishwasher and wiping down the table, I came into the living room and found him playing with his English ships. He said, (immediately in his defense because I was probably giving him "that" look):

"I folded the Pirates."

I looked over at the chair, and, indeed, the clothes were neatly stacked. But it was still funny. We couldn't stop laughing. And I still chuckle when I think about it.


There's a 100-point tournament this Sunday. They've already spent hours putting their fleets together. I have to admit, it really is a pretty cool game.

6 comments:

Friar Tuck said...

Hmmmmm.

How are you feeling these days?

Katherine Mercurio Gotthardt said...

LOL! WOW! I didn't even know there was such a thing!

I am assuming you don't have pets or small children who would instantly be drawn to such things? Or maybe you just have a better behaved household than I? : )

suesun said...

Tuck - I have felt great this week. Nothing like feeling like crap to make you truly appreciate the good days. thanks for askin'.

KMG - The children are 7 and 9 and are as obsessed as their father with the game! And yes, we always make sure to put them away at the end of the night lest the kitten decide to become a sea monster.

jana said...

Yes! The Kitten Monster is rarely seen on the high seas but seriously deadly... batting your ships around like goldfish and attempting to swallow them whole. Oh, the horror!!

eleKtrofly said...

just finished another short story and would LOVE your critical feedback. i think you have a discerning eye.

BBC said...

I don't do games. Other than life.