The Play's the Thing
Kimberly Bryant explains why life is not a spectator sport.
This episode is about playing because "Life Is Not A Spectator Sport. Win, Lose or Draw, the Game is in Process." The Keoughs establish the rules to play baseball. The college, the coach, the playing time, etc. All so Shane can play ball (without first ingesting a mushroom sandwich.) Marty played, Matt played, Colton will play. Vicki and Laurie play in New Orleans. The insurance people in Vicki's hotel room (herself included) are the top producers from all over the world. They have sold millions and millions of dollars in death benefits to protect the surviving family members! Does anyone see the irony that this actually takes place in New Orleans a few weeks prior to Hurricane Katrina? Laurie and Vicki learn they share a unifying fact about the devastation of their father's ill health. (Currently, Laurie's dad has convinced the nursing staff to tune every television in his hospital to Bravo — he hasn't stopped playing!)
I guess 112-pound women shouldn't drink "Scorpions." After our family viewed "Mommy Playing in Palm Springs," Scott grinned, Bianca groaned and we discussed home schooling. Travis seemed non-plussed. Then a few days later, Bianca and I were discussing the fallout she might experience after the third show airs — when Travis yelled "FOOD CHAIN," as he began shimmying his little shoulders, shouting "incoming fish tail!" and she said, "It was stupid, and there's nothing else to say about it." FROM THE MOUTH OF BABES! Bianca and I laughed just about to the point of wetting our pants, Travis joined in the giggles, through my tears of laughter I made a lame attempt at pointing out television is mostly fiction, to which Bianca offered to throw me a "coming out" party. As sick as it sounds, I will never forget this precious family moment. I know my children will survive life through their humor. I also know that around my dinner table for the next 40 years, there will occasionally be family members yelling "FOOD CHAIN," shoulders shimmying, looking to catch fish tails, and a lot of "Why did Grandma do that?" Not exactly the legacy I was hoping for.
So, play hard...... play ball..... play fair....play free......play as if there's no tomorrow.
Warmly, Kimberly
P.S. Does anyone know what's in a Scorpion? How about a mushroom sandwich?
