Friday, November 4, 2011

Sometimes life seems defined by childhood games...


Have you ever noticed this?

You're kind of just sitting in a circle feeling kinda/sorta content and kinda/sorta safe and kinda/sorta minding your own business...

And all the sudden some big kid comes along and starts pounding you on the head...

You smile and don't act too chicken, but you're a little bit worried and then...

Duck!

You cringe but you escape.

DUCK!

Escape again.

DUCK!!!!!

You exhale half way and then suddenly the big kid hits you really hard in the head and screams...

GOOSE!


All the other kids yell and cheer.

You're paralyzed for a moment, but somehow you get to your feet and start racing around the circle with the big kid chasing after you!

You run and you run and you run!

And finally you get back to your place but you're exhausted and winded and really, really want a chocolate chip cookie for comfort.

But you can't have a chocolate chip cookie because you're stuck in the silly game of 'Duck, Duck Goose'!

You catch your breath.

Your heart is pounding.

You start to relax and suddenly...

DUCK!!!

It all starts again.

Seriously.

You've noticed this right?

And used this exact same analogy for your own life.

Right?

And wondered why it is that the big kid always has to come around and GOOSE! you, when all you're ever really trying to do is Duck!.

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You're welcome.

I know how much you needed to be able to refer to your life as a 'Duck, Duck, Goose!' game right now.

And I know you're sad to be done reading this because it was so deep and meaningful and insightful and all.

But don't despair.

I have plans for future posts to include such troubling and obscure subjects as:

The Musical Chairs syndrome of being an Adult

Life Shadow Tag for Dummies

...and possibly the most rivetting of all:

How to Hide when troubles are Seeking.

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Hmmm???? What's that?





How do you unfollow my blog? Hmmmm. I have no idea. Really.





Why do you ask?





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Sigh...

PS. If you don't know the game 'Duck, Duck, Goose!' please feel free to translate this entire post into 'Have a Nice Day!'
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20 comments:

Bonnie said...

Brilliant! You are simply brilliant Jenny.

Have you been reading my diary?

Jeanie said...

Maybe those childhood games did a lot more than we knew to prepare us for the game of Life.

Nezzy said...

Now I will never ever look at 'life' the same again now that it's just one big game of Duck, Duck...Goose!!!

Do I know the game??? Honey, with eight grandkiddos I am the knower of all games!!!!

This grandmas gotta stay rockin' ya know???

God bless and have a wonderful weekend sweetie!!! :o)

The Quintessential Magpie said...

You know, I really did need to hear this today. I have been involved in that game lately. But what they don't realize is if they keep at it, I'm going to morph into the Big Bad Wolfe and gobble them up! LOL!

XO,

Sheila

Sue said...

Actually, this analogy (while apt) scares me. I was never good at childhood games...

;)

J. Kwiatkowski-Schuler said...

I'm going to rip the fingers off of the next person who gooses me and poke their eyes out with them.

Lourie said...

Dodge ball. :-/

Ms. A said...

I'm a pro at the last one!

5thsister said...

Sounds like you're in need of a 12 step program. Here are the 1st 3 to get you started.

I am powerless over Goose for my ducks have become unmanageable.

Only a turkey greater than I can help relieve me of my duckiness.

I turn over my feathers and my wings over to a fowl greater than myself.

:o)

Know what scares me? I seriously got what you were trying to say! Love you girlfriend!

Wanda..... said...

It's scary, but you make perfect sense, Jenny. Can hardly wait for your next insightful outlook on the Game of Life!

Dazee Dreamer said...

Can't wait to read the other blog posts. No really. What's the game where you walk around with the hanky and hit them with that. hmmmmmm, maybe I got goosed one too many times to remember. :)

Ames said...

I'll play along as long as the goose is Grey Goose :0 :)~Ames

noexcuses said...

I would love to be a teeny tiny cell inside your brain! I'm sure I would enjoy it very much!!

I love how you can make so much from so little! You're a genius!

Betty (picture circa 1951) said...

There are days when I'd like to play Hide and Seek by myself. That way I could hide and no one would seek. I could just be by myself or a while and unwind. Maybe I'm already dreaming about playing the last game on your list.

anitamombanita said...

I thought for sure you were going to tell us that you awoke from this crazy dream....

Wanderer said...

But the big kid always beats me back to the empty spot and then I have to be the one to pick the goose!
Good one, Jenny!

laurie @ bargain hunting said...

I've never thought about it that way, but you are so right, and so clever. fun post, and I will never un-follow you. I'd miss too much fun. laurie

Terra said...

I hate being the goose.

Busy Bee Suz said...

I loved playing duck duck goose...so much fun and really, it is kinda like life. You never know if you're going to be the goose today or the duck tomorrow.
xo

Splendid Little Stars said...

Oh yes that was deep and meaningful and insightful and all! I can't wait to read your future game posts!