Wednesday, May 21, 2008

Childhood Games

I was in the mall with my son not too long ago when we passed by a game store. Thinking it was a toy store, my son asked if we could go in. We were just browsing around the mall so I said we could go inside. Once inside I started looking at all the board games and was seeing all the games my sister and I used to play when we were kids. Needless to say, it brought back a lot of fun memories. I decided to buy Monopoly so we could play at home. My sister and I used to set it up on our card table and play one game for weeks! We would run out of money and have to keep track on a notepad. When my son and I opened the game, a flood of memories came back. I had to have the "dog" as my game piece as that is what I always had as a child. All my son wanted to know was how to get a hotel on his property. (Hopefully a sign of the future!) Anyhow, we played for a while until it was bed time and now the game is sitting on the table "to be continued". We are having a lot of fun playing and it is pretty cool to be playing the same games with my son that I used to play with my sister. Teresa

Friday, May 2, 2008

Airport Bathrooms

I was recently traveling and like usual, had to make a quick stop in the ladies room at the airport. Here’s my question - why don’t they make the stalls in the airport bathrooms larger? It can be quite comical trying to get yourself and your luggage into one of the stalls, close the door and still have room to sit down on the toilet! Then if you have kids, ha! Of course, you can’t leave them outside the stall because someone might take them so in they go! You try to undress, not trip over your luggage and/or your kids, maneuver to change places because they have to go too, all in a space about the size of a hall closet. Then there is the issue of your purse, diaper bag or smaller carry-on items. If there even is a hook or small shelf, it holds one item so what do you do with the rest? I don’t know about you but there has been more than one time where I am trying to go to the bathroom while holding my purse or other carry-on in my lap. That is always a joy as you are trying to re-dress with one hand as you are holding this item because you certainly aren’t going to set it on the dirty floor! The whole process could be a Seinfeld episode. All I want is a bathroom stall where I don't feel like I am stuffed into a telephone booth! Teresa