Last week I attended a family reunion. One evening following supper, the host couple provided some entertainment for the children. One was glow bracelets. There were enough that each child had all he could want. They made chains and necklaces. They were taken into a very dark room (a lighted doorway was left open) where they threw them up into the air for “fireworks.” They had dances, light shows and played toss. The children loved it!
Just prior to the glow bracelets, the children were introduced to “touchable bubbles.” They can be purchased much like regular bubbles and blown through the wand. The children were fascinated with their ability to catch a bubble and hold it on their hand. Later I tried. You can balance a bubble on your finger, then catch another one on top of the first. I stacked up over a dozen. This entertained not just the children, but also the adults. The lady brought some she’d purchased, but here is a recipe for making your own sticky bubbles:
Homemade Touchable Bubble Solution: 2 cups bubble solution, 1 1/2 cups of water, 4 tablespoons dish washing liquid, 4 tablespoons light corn syrup.
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During the reunion, one afternoon, the adults (OK, about 8 guys and me) decided to play Frisbee golf. Two went to purchase some Frisbees. They were directed to a specialty store just for this sport. Actually (ahem) they are referred to as golf discs. The selection was overwhelming. Signs designated areas for drivers, midrange and putter discs. They chose midrange and began to select various discs based on color: “this would show up well in the grass” and the fierceness of the animal etched on the front: sharks, mosquitoes, tigers, etc.
After choosing, they took their selection to the cashier where they found out they had chosen based on the least important criteria. At the edge of each disc was a series of numbers that represented how each particular disc flew based on speed, glide, and turning. (Some flew straight with a sharp left hook near the end.) Who knew disc throwing was so technical?
They brought back their original selection and we managed to fumble our way through the coarse anyway with lots of misdirected throws and laughter. I don’t think there was a disc for cutting through a strong cross wind. I’m certain it was the wind’s fault every time I didn’t make par. And when I did? Why it was the color and the animal, of course.
Are you having fun yet?