#SoCS for 10/6/18 ~ Card

Good morning and happy Saturday.  Without further ado or with much ado about nothing let’s get crack-a-lackin shall we?  Linda gets things going with this:

Our Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “card.” Use it any way you like. Enjoy!

Okay, card.

Think, think, and think.

The first thing that pops into my head is pick a card any card. Magic tricks and card games.  Slight of hand and all that jazz.  Penn and Teller Fool Us with the F/U trophy.  Not many people can F/U Penn and Teller but if you can, well then you WIN!!!!!

Their show is actually pretty entertaining.  The mister has a theory that they film all the episodes in one day because hostess Alyson Hannigan always wears the exact same outfit.  And don’t you know I have to tease him for even noticing her outfit.  But we jest and we laugh.

Speaking of relationships.  Wait, we are speaking of card.  No relationships.  No card.  No where in the world is this headed?  To hell in a hand basket.  Wonder where that expression came from?  Oh yeah, I still need to work on that potential new category.

Any who …

I grew up in a card playing household.  Free entertainment for the rowdy crew.  My favorite was canasta.  Every Friday from 1984 to 1987, I played canasta with my Mamaw and her friends.  I was lucky enough to have the perk of working Monday to Thursday.  Fridays were my free day, pre-kids and I chose to spend it with them.  At first I was a fill in but then Olive passed away.  I became a regular taking her spot until the day my Mamaw passed away.  After she died Connie and Mary continued to invite me but by then Pony was born and I opted to work a five-day work week.   No more free Fridays.  No more me time. I felt guilty for telling them no.  Both were so gracious and kind to me.

Would you look at that.  Maybe this post is about relationships.  My grandma and her friends.  Taught me about strength.  To own it and while I still struggle, I am better for their influence.

I miss her fiercely.  I think of her daily.  I wonder how different things might be if she was here.  The butterfly effect and all that.  Things would be different if … well if things were different.  Our actions have a domino effect but domino is so last week for many folks and not really the same.  One goes in zig zag lines as the other goes in concentric circles.  At least that’s how I picture it.

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As always, more to come.

17 thoughts on “#SoCS for 10/6/18 ~ Card

  1. Playing cards was big in my family, too.
    It’s been a while since we had a family poker night in my own house, we should do that soon. Maybe it’s more of a cold weather thing…

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  2. My brother and I sometimes played bridge with the neighbors all night long, and just broke off to take a quick shower and get to work on time. Nowadays there are no more bridge evenings for me – I just don’t have the energy to stay up late. Good one!

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  3. Great memories! We used to play cards a lot, but haven’t got anyone to play with now. Way back when, three of us stay at home military wives invented our own card game we just called the 3 deck game. It was sort of like rummy, but better, we thought. We’d play that all day.

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  4. Played canasta with my husband’s brother quite a lot when we were dating (me and the brother, not me and the husband). Once I married my husband, we stopped playing – duh. We used to have poker parties after our holiday dinners when I was young. Fun times sitting around the table playing for pennies, nickels and dimes.

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  5. Does Alyson Hannigan say “This one tiome, at band camp” at any point during the show?

    My grandmother and her sister were fiends at bridge. One day I saw the two of them lay my parents out with flowers at the game. They were really, really good. That’s what Mom and Dad said. Dad was really good at gin rummy. I guess he and Mom used to play every night while she was expecting me, and by the time I was born she owed him a thousand dollars… She taught the three of us how to play so she could beat someone, and ended up losing to us as well. Those are some of the best times of my life…

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    1. lol on band camp. Poor Alyson will only be remembered for that one line.

      I am so glad you shared and had similar experience with cards. Some of the best times in my life too.

      Mom played bridge every Wednesday. During the summers I would watch them but never quite got the hang of it. Those ladies were competitive – partners sending signals. No fair! Squealing and laughing. After a cut throat game, they’d get all nicey nice and eat lunch.

      I can just picture your mom and dad playing gin and then later her teaching all of you. Such a heartwarming remembrance.

      We played rummy a lot. I was 9 or 10 years old and Granny Miller did not want me in the game because she said I would slow them down. Mom talked her into letting me sit in one hand. I was quick and competitive. She let me stay in after that and anytime we visited she want to play. Good times!!

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    1. oh! I never knew. That makes sense. All of these expressions do which is what I find so interesting when I learn the origin. Thanks for letting me know. I had not had a chance to Mr. Google it yet.

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  6. Lovely memories you shared! Card playing parties were so much fun. The stories told, the memories made, and the relationship bonds created – all great stuff! Happy Saturday to you.

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    1. Thanks Dan! There’s nothing better than those card table discussions. I miss it. I tried to teach my kids some card games but it never quite clicked in the same way. Too bad because it’s good clean fun 😊

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