Play … (real life)
June 22, 2010 § 6 Comments
It’s ok to schedule play time.
It ensures that it occurs.
And so Nora took over (the first floor of ) our house on Saturday for a party.
A “game” party.
Now, everyone knows that the great thing about a party is that it gets your house in order (if it isn’t already and no, ours isn’t already.)
So, it was a plus to host it. A no brainer.
It was fun. (Yes, I said that!)
Floors were scrubbed, everything – even horizontal things like window sashes, baseboards, grillwork, everything – got vacuumed. And polished.
And the strange gluey transparent stuff that comes from dog noses when they press said appendage against the patio doors and windows to look out was also clean, scrubbed and wiped into non-existence. (I know there’s “gorilla glue” but I’m thinking that whatever’s in a dog nose would also make for some remarkable glue or grip – yeah, call it “doggie grip.”)
The front porch was swept and flowers tweaked and pinched to perfection and watered, and all the rugs were shaken out and the back patio area was broomed and arranged, and while the sun was accommodating, making it a sunny high energy day, someone forgot to adjust it’s “impact” and the thermometer pushed up past 100 degrees.
Little matter. We were indoors.
Nor demonstrated the teamwork between Netflix and Wii – a Brand About Town event (nope, I am not paid to mention them or talk about the event in any way, shape or form), and we all got to snack on catered yummies from Jason’s Deli, chow down without guilt on fresh popped popcorn, drink pink lemonade and play!
(And Nor’s friends are so cool, they didn’t give a wink about the fact that we are still in the throes of renovating.)
Eight people, several of whom did not know one another, spent nearly two hours, talking, laughing and playing a chariot game with silly characters and soaring effects and also a game show that was a cross between trivia, “millionaire,” and jeopardy. Oh, the things we don’t know, and DO know!
I was perhaps most surprised at everyone’s willingness to take a game controller and jump into the game fray.
Fluently. Guests stepped up to the funny little game challenges, and on their way out, each rec’d a gift card with points to redeem games for Nintendo’s DSi or Wii.
I do know this: It is important to know how the techno world works, about it’s interplay, it’s apps and buttons and abilities, whether it’s about gathering info or taking a time out for entertainment. I may not own all the “smart” stuff (just give me a pencil and paper, no, really!) but you gotta know the techno stuff exists and maybe how to plug it all in together.
We forget to play.
We need to play.
We are good at it.
We learned it early.
It’s a survival skill.
Playing is like a social version of yoga – it exercises us in glorious ways.
OK, stop reading this and go outside and play.
Fine. If you want to read, you know I’m not going to stop you. After all, reading is a version of playing, too, isn’t it? Just say yes.