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We found a cribbage board.
Then we proceeded to play games on it, learning how to call muggins, how to peg and how to count our cribbage piles.
The next time I go back we are going to have a cribbage tournament and see who can beat whom, now that all of us have had some chance to figure out what it really is that makes a good cribbage player.
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| A book that can't be put down! |
At the Jarvis house, lunch after church is boxed cereal of your choice.
We had a lovely supper, complete with napkins and goblets.
Rebecca took a sip of sparkling juice and the rim of the stemmed glass broke off in her mouth.
When the blood was under control, we went back to our dessert -- Lemon Passet, a first for me. There were 3 ingredents: cream, sugar and lemon rind.
Yum to the dessert.
I am still in shock over seeing the rim of a glass break in someone's mouth.
Arta
Ouch, Rebecca! Did you get right back on the saddle and try drinking from a new goblet, or did you move to plastic cup?
ReplyDeleteCatie, what book are you reading? I am reading "ROOM" by Emma Donoghue. It is a quick read and I am enjoying it, but am not sure whether to recommend it to others. It has a dark part to it that is just too sad to contemplate. The narrator, however, is totally delightful.
The narrator is a five year old boy named Jack. He is creative, and his language is fun to decipher. The parts of the book that are not too sad, I read aloud to David. He then tries to figure out what the little boy means. For example, the boy Jack says, "Table balances good, that's pretty tricky, when I go on one leg I can do it for ages but then I always fall over." We practiced standing on one leg ourselves, and then tried to figure out what they boy was telling us about the table.
We also liked the line about breakfast. The boy says, "I count one hundred cereal and waterfall the milk that's nearly the same white as the bowls, no splashing ..." Have you ever thought of the milk pouring into your bowl as being a waterfall? Does your family have any interesting expressions like that?
When I was growing up, we had some funny gestures that only our family understood. Ask your mom if she recalls the gestures that went with the words "peeuu -- you stink, take a shower". I think my brother Doral or my brother Trell made them up. I think the first was to plug your nose and point to your armpit with the other hand, which was then followed by pretending to pull a shower cord while still holding your nose. It was an "expression" only used to be silly, not to be mean.
PS: Who wins at cribbage the most at your house? My main memory of this game is that Catherine could whip me at this game by the time she was five and I was seven. At least it felt like we were that young. I always focused on "fives" and "tens/face cards". She was so good -- and I think part of her strategy was to focus on "sevens" and "eights" because then she could add them to "fifteen" and maybe even get a run if a "six" or "nine" was turned over. I am only guessing. She is such a quick thinker. I love that about her.
ReplyDeleteI too want to know which book. I just finished "The Hunger Games", which is also excellent.... I think it is for teens (a female narrator who hunts with a bow and has to kill other kids to survive...Yikes!)
ReplyDeleteAs to who wins at cribbage, we are just starting out, so we have only played a few games each. So far, Catie, Rebecca and Thomas have all won games.
ReplyDeleteI haven't.
:-(
On the other hand, I know the rules quite well.
Arta
Do you know the rule about being skunked in cribage. If you don't make it past a certain place on the board where the letter S is inscribed, they you have been skunked.
ReplyDeleteI was skunked twice.
Thomas was pleased when he skunked me, but he did not laugh as hard as Catie did when she skunked me. Catie kept apologizing for whipping me, but she couldn't apologize with real sorrow in her voice.
Arta
Poor Rebecca!
ReplyDeleteWhen we lived in Regina, we had French Toast for lunch on Sundays. When we lived in Malaysia, 1974, we went to A&W because the maid was off on Sunday. In Brussels, I made sure one of the two maids worked on Sunday so we had lovely meals with goblets. Darla was there for one such meal. Now I am the maid! Cereal is the winner!