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It's icy outside so I can't leave the house and I really don't want to clean. So what do I do? Play the Bacon Game. Please tell me you've heard of it. If not, let me school you: You choose a topic --movies, songs or book titles -- then replace one of the words with "bacon."  LIke "Girl with a Pearl Earring" becomes "Girl with a Bacon Earring." Got it? Man, I hope so because it's just not that hard.

Anyway, since this is a mom blog, I decided to find anything with the words "mom," "mother," "mamma," etc. in it. Then I changed it with the word "bacon." Here is what I have so far:

SONGS

Bacon Mia
Bacon Said Knock You Out
Bacon, Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up To Be Cowboys
Your Bacon Don't Dance
I Saw Bacon Kissing Santa Claus

TV
How I Met Your Bacon
Dance Bacons

MOVIES
Throw Bacon from the Train
Serial Bacon
Mars Needs Bacon

BOOKS
Are You My Bacon?
Bacon Dearest (a made-for-TV movie, too)

FAMOUS QUOTES
God couldn't be everywhere, so he created bacon.
There's nothing like a bacon's love.
The most important thing a father can do for his children is love their bacon.
There was never a great man who did not have a great bacon.
A Freudian slip is where you say one thing but mean your bacon.
Bacon always said, don't play ball in the house.

PHRASES
Bacon's Boy
Baby Bacon
Hoochie Bacon
Bacon of the Bride
Baconly Love

FAMOUS PEOPLE
Bacon Goose
Bacon Theresa

I'd better stop now. I've got a bacon of a headache after thinking of all this. Got any suggestions to add?

 
 
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Lil' Jimmy with horns on his head
Warning: This is a shameless promotional piece I am writing on behalf of my brother, Jim. Why am I doing it? Because I owe him. Big.

You see, of the three kids in my family he was not only the youngest growing up but also the only boy. That meant he was subjected to -- how can I say this politely? -- undue torture, girl style. Case in point: my sister and I used to love treating him to full facials, make up and all, while he playfully remained a good sport. One day he finally said enough. (I can’t remember how old he was at the time… 19? 20?) Still, he continued to indulge in our silliness in other ways and ended up becoming one of the most incredibly hilarious people I know.

But there was something about Jim that disturbed me greatly, something I need to explain right now.

Jim was one of those kids who was unbelievably talented, unbelievably creative, as well as unbelievably UNDER achieving. Don't get me wrong, he was a good student but he clearly didn't have his heart in it. I shook my head at him all the time. It killed me to think of all the great things he could achieve it he’d only put his mind to it. But no. Instead of concentrating all his energy on school, he followed his heart and dove into a silly hobby. It revolved around this weird thing Mom and Dad had just bought. What was it called, again? Oh, yeah.

A PERSONAL COMPUTER.

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Me, my sis, Heather and Jim ...with a frisbee on his head.
My folks brought it home in 1981. I admit it was kind of neat. But all that Franklin Ace 1000 could really do was word-processing plus some basic spreadsheets.

Well, Jim thought that maybe the machine could do more. Ridiculous, I know. He spent hours on it, learning code on his own through trial and error. Well, guess what? Much to my surprise it turned he COULD teach the computer to do different things. Cool things. Creative things.

As you may have guessed, Jim ended up doing all right in life. Did I tell you he works at Microsoft as an inventor? Not a bad gig for a guy who chose to follow his heart instead of the pre-programmed path for achievement. There might be a lesson in there somewhere.

And now he’s gone and done something cool again. That Mr. Smarty Pants! Or should I say Mr. AND MRS. Smarty Pants….

A while back his wife, Lori, quite the creative genius, herself, thought it would be fun if they did a project together. And though I’m sure the urge to tackle a 1000 piece Hello Kitty Dance Party jigsaw puzzle was strong, they decided to create a cool game. And instead of just thinking about it, they actually did it. And you know what?

The game is AWESOME.

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Jim and Lori today. A total love match. They BOTH love to wear silly things on their heads.
(ALERT -  promotional part of this post begins now!)

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Ooh! So cool. Me want to buy!
Produced by Calliope games, it's called Ugh!, a push your luck card game set playfully in the caveman days. The goal is to try and lock in as many sets of cards as you can before a natural disaster strikes. It’s fun, addictive, and oh so perfect for the entire family. 2-6 people can play, ages 8 and up. I will personally attest to the fact that everyone in my household loves it. Finally, a game my kids will play with me! Hooray! Plus the graphics were designed by John Kovalic, the famous cartoon and illustrator. Cool.

So buy it. You’ll love it. You can buy it for $10 online and it’s available in cool shops across the US, too. Just click here for more info on the game as well as how to get it.

And before I go, a final word to Jim: I proud of you, bro. I’m proud of Lori, too. It looks like the two of you ended up doing all right. And you did it your way, too. :)


 
 
Life game
Oh, what a 'Life.'
Right now I am angry, sad and more than a little confused. Why?

Because no one will play Boggle with me.

That's right. Not even one of my kids will sacrifice their precious time to play a board game with me. Yeah, yeah. It may sound petty to you, but think of where I'm coming from. In the last decade and a half...

- I've played Candyland and Chutes and Ladders over 3,267,014 times. Oh, the joy I felt of witnessing crushing disappointment when a child landed on squares forcing them back near the beginning of the game. The fact that it extended game play an additional half hour was even more pleasurable.

- In the hours upon hours of 'Barbie' play time I've played the roles of Ken, Barbie's sister, Barbie's mother, Barbie's teacher, Barbie's cult leader, but NEVER BARBIE. Always a bridesmaid, never a bride. Sigh.

-Elefun? More like Ele
pain-in-the=a**.

- Devoting five full minutes to set up Don't Break the Ice only to have some sweet toddler with a demonic facial expression smash the whole dang thing in two seconds flat? MOST. FUN. EVER.

Sorry? Absolutely.

-Think I ever got to choose my game piece color first? Nope. Always last. Getting the race car in Monopoly was a dream never realized. It still haunts me.

I could go on, but it's just too painful. Yet I did it all with a smile folks, even when I was pleading inside for sweet Jeezus to take me away. And where is my reward? Certainly not sitting across the table from me, pencil and paper in hand, ready to find as many words as possible in three minutes flat.

That's right. You heard me.

Boggle takes only three stinkin' minutes to play.

Oh, how it feels to be appreciated after all those years of torture. 

Thanks, kids. Thanks a lot.


photo link from nutmeg on flickr