I got stuck this weekend in a rinky dink motel in the middle of cow country due to the fog, with nothing on the television but 3 channels and they were in Spanish.
(Understandable. After all, this isn't America, it's Tax-Free North Mexico.)
I was so bored I made up a new game in my head. Actually it's just a spin on an old favorite: Clue.
I used to love Clue! I loved the names and the game pieces and most especially the game board with the floor plan of a house with secret passages and everything.
I loved it that Mr. Boddy had a Library! And a Conservatory!
I was thinking that to folks nowadays, what with the dumbing down of America and all that, it would be more marketable if the characters, house and weapons were more in keeping with this new generation.
So I came up with some alternatives:
Trailer Trash Clue: Cousin Billy in the Coon Shed with the Meth Pipe.
Or:
Country Clue: Aunt Doraleen in the Grainery with the Pitchfork.
I love that word; Grainery.
Or:
Ghetto Clue: Brotha Darryl in the Alley with the Glock.
And finally:
Illegal Alien Clue: Jose in the Tomato Fields with the Machete.
Oh, wait, here's one more:
Miss Pink in the Morning Room with the Lead Teapot.
In a Nutshell...
- Miss Pink Ponsonby
- Find yourself a cup of tea;
the teapot is behind you.
Now tell me about hundreds of things.
~Saki
Mission Statement
There is an old saying: there are no ugly babies and no ugly quilts. I'd like to add to that falsehood by saying I think there are no ugly china patterns, teapots, aprons or vintage fabrics. I love all those old things, even when they are less than palatable to the 'modern' eye.
We seem to put such a priority on teaching our girl children to be competitive, strong, and really good soccer players. I think this is wonderful, but I wish we spent just as much time passing down the things of our Mother's and Grandmothers: Needlework, Baking, the feeling of satisfaction from something as simple as seeing a line of sheets hanging taut on the clothesline, snapping in the breeze, and the joy of creating something--anything--from scratch.
In this new world we have tossed off anything we wore last season, drove last year, or sat on for the last 4 years. Everything has to be new and more expensive than the one before.
Along with all this greedy desire to consume and to always have what's new and in fashion, we seem to have tossed out those old things like Manners, Femininity and Housewifely Pursuits. Sew on a button or just throw the shirt away? Mend a torn hem or just toss out the skirt?
Miss Pink Ponsonby shakes her head at all this shallow consumption, dons her apron, tidies her doilies and serves tea in vintage cups with homemade goodies on antique plates.
Rhino Rollover
We seem to put such a priority on teaching our girl children to be competitive, strong, and really good soccer players. I think this is wonderful, but I wish we spent just as much time passing down the things of our Mother's and Grandmothers: Needlework, Baking, the feeling of satisfaction from something as simple as seeing a line of sheets hanging taut on the clothesline, snapping in the breeze, and the joy of creating something--anything--from scratch.
In this new world we have tossed off anything we wore last season, drove last year, or sat on for the last 4 years. Everything has to be new and more expensive than the one before.
Along with all this greedy desire to consume and to always have what's new and in fashion, we seem to have tossed out those old things like Manners, Femininity and Housewifely Pursuits. Sew on a button or just throw the shirt away? Mend a torn hem or just toss out the skirt?
Miss Pink Ponsonby shakes her head at all this shallow consumption, dons her apron, tidies her doilies and serves tea in vintage cups with homemade goodies on antique plates.
2 comments:
This post made me laugh out loud which I believe is always a good way to start the day!
When my daughter was in middle school I helped her with a project for a history class. We created our own Roman Empire Clue complete with a game board and all the peices to play the game.
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