". . . little shall I grace my cause

In speaking for myself. Yet, by your gracious patience,

I will a round unvarnish'd tale deliver . . ."

(William Shakespeare's Othello, I.iii.88-90)

Friday, June 13, 2008


This idea comes from one of my blogging friends, Amused Momma. The title refers to random comments overheard (and surreptitiously recorded by yours truly) during a family activity. In this case it was a game of Scrabble. As I compare my own family's overheard observations with those of Amused Momma's, I can't help but notice the contrast. Amused Momma's family chatter seems to run the gamut of topics. With my family, however, it's all about THE GAME. Hmmm, I can't say I'm surprised.

"Just tell me what the rules are, and then I'll play."

"I'm getting angry."

"I apologize for offending you."

"I'm on my way to losing yet another game of Scrabble."

"My hand looks like a word Dad would make up."

"Q comes before U." (The geniuses that I live with--and I say that with all seriousness--have their minds on such lofty thoughts that they sometimes need a little help with minor details like alphabetical order.)

"Video killed the radio star." (This sung by the 4-year-old playing with his Tinker Toys in the next room--if you don't know this song, brush up on a little pop history here and then have some toe-tapping fun and go listen here.)

1 comment:

Marie N. said...

Tee hee We are often treated to the six and eleven year old voices singing Video Killed the Radio Star. Daddy's band plays it.

Last night here we did a family puzzle. There was surprisingly little talking. That had mostly to do with They Might Be Giants playing on the stereo and all the giggling we were doing at the lyrics.