What's Your Rock Star Name?

So, being completely uninspired, but still wanting to bless all my darling readers with a post, here's what I borrowed from one of my fave blogs. Enjoy!

To find your ROCK STAR NAME take your first pet & current car:

Swiggy Prizm

To find your GANGSTA NAME take your favorite ice cream flavor and your favorite cookie:

Butter Pecan Windmill

(I don't sound all that scary, really)


YOUR DETECTIVE NAME? Your favorite color and favorite animal:

Blue Beagle

Everybody wants a SOAP OPERA NAME, so take your middle name and the city where you were born:

Alyce Munster

(what kind of freaky soap opera is this???)

Want to know your SUPERHERO NAME? Just add the word "The" plus your 2nd favorite color, and your favorite drink:

The Green Squirt
(I must be a sidekick)

Oh gross. Your NASCAR NAME. Take the first names of your grandfathers:

Thomas Stanley

If I ever go into WITNESS PROTECTION you can find me with this name. Your mother’s & father’s middle names:

Ann Michael
(bo-riiing!)

TV WEATHER ANCHOR NAME? Just take your 5th grade teacher’s last name and add a major city that starts with the same letter:

Kiellor Kalamazoo

Of course, if you find me in witness protection I will assume it was because you were using your SPY NAME. Add your favorite season/holiday to your flower:

Summer Peony

Tell your kids their CARTOON NAME by taking your favorite fruit, an article of clothing you’re wearing right now, now add "ie" or "y":

Strawberry Sweaterie

And lastly, your ROCKSTAR TOUR is heading across the northeast...it's called

("The” + Your fave hobby/craft, your fave weather element + the word “Tour”):

The Scrapbooking Sunshine Tour

Hilarity will ensue- I promise!

I just have to share a hilarious new game that friends introduced us to!

It's called Chinese Pictionary!
(Remember Chinese telephone? Well, imagine that and pictionary rolled into one)

One of the best things about it is that all you need is paper and pens/pencils and at least 5 friends. (sense of humor is somewhat optional, as this is guaranteed to make you laugh no matter what!)

Materials:
- some sheets of paper, cut into thirds, long ways (or "hot dog style" as us teachers like to say)
- pens/pencils

Step One:
Each person gets one strip of paper to begin. Everyone thinks of a common phrase/idea and writes it out at the top of their strip. Then, they everyone passes the paper to the left or right, whatever you predetermine before the game begins.

Step Two:
Player 2 reads the phrase, and then illustrates it (as best they can!). Now, this is important- BEFORE passing, Player 2 must fold over the written phrase so that only their drawing will be seen by Player 3.

Step Three:
Player 3 receives the strip, sees Player 2's (lovely) drawing and decides what it must mean. Then, they write out the phrase/idea they think the drawing represents.
Steps Four - ?:
Play keeps on going this way, with each player either writing or drawing in response to the clue they were passed, and folding over the paper so that the next player only sees their response.

As you can see, this one morphed from,
"Drink and be merry for tomorrow we will die,"
to
"Elvis Presley!"

The game is over when you receive your strip back (although it's usually hard to tell by the time it gets around to you! Try writing your name on the bottom of the strip when you begin). I guess there's really no winner to this game, but trust me, you will be rewarded by how much fun it is!

Other funny examples: (click to see them larger)

Aren't You Jealous?

Well, if not now, you will be after I tell you this... After a leisurely breakfast of coffee and 2 Pecan Sandies cookies (be proud, Mom!), my darling husband told me to take a shower. Just what every girl wants to hear- "Is someone visiting from the garbage dump, my dear, or is that you?"

(FYI, I really didn't want to. No, I don't have anything against being clean, but I do have something against wasting perfectly good Saturday krafting time to stand under running water for a man who professed to love me for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, squeaky cleanliness or babe with body odor.)

But, I did it anyhow. Unconditional love, you know. Okay, I'll admit, I knew he was up to something.

He was.

He brought us to a nearby park and produced a blanket and a lunch bag, which he proceeded to unload. Sandwiches (he remembered the light mayo for me! and extra tomato!), 100 calorie packs of Ritz toasted chips, nectarines, 2 diet Cokes, and you guessed it people, more of those delicious Pecan Sandies! A-ha! That's what he was doing while I was in the shower, scrubbing away. We ate under the shade of a large tree while we watched children playing in the park and boats passing by. I thought it couldn't get any better until he brought out the "piéce de resistance-"

Chocolate Covered Strawberries!

Yes, he made them himself, and yes, he fed them to me.

Jealous now?

I thought so.