On the 11th Day of Christmas…
North Star Games brings to 4 you, a lot of laughs and family fun:
I grew up in a large, close-knit family, and game nights have always been a big hit in my parents’ home. We’re just dorky like that. Even as adults, my siblings, our families / significant others, and our parents still have game nights when we’re home for the holidays, and they’re always a blast. We laugh so hard I always pee my pants someone always pees his/her pants at least once! When I looked into this year’s hottest new games, I found North Star Games, the makers of Wits & Wagers, Cluzzle, and their newest game, Say Anything.
Since we spent the weekend in Keystone (enjoying that Halloween photo contest win on milehighmamas.com that gave us free lodging!) with our good friends Larry and Kyndra (& their 3 year old, Cassidy). We busted out Wits & Wagers, a game that’s won tons of awards, to test it out and we had an absolute blast.
Guessing stuff like how tall the largest recorded giraffe stood, then betting on whose answer was most right (without exceeding the true value), it’s a trivia game that doesn’t really require you to be a trivia buff. Just a good guesser, confident bluffer (Travis), or someone who recognizes the person who might know a particular answer. Our collective review: the game is awesome.
I’m dying to get together with some girlfriends and play Say Anything - it’s the ultimate ‘Girls’ Night’ game, but I think it’d be really fun to play as couples or with my adult brothers and sisters even. Cluzzle is a sculpting game with a very different spin. The sculpting card in Cranium was always my fav, so I think I’m going to love Cluzzle! And actually, Cluzzle is rated as the #1 drawing and sculpting game of all-time, above Pictionary AND Cranium. I can’t wait to play it with my family over the holidays.
North Star Games is sponsoring this awesome giveaway, and any of these games would make a great family Christmas gift. Actually, I’m hoping none of my siblings are reading this, as one of these just might make it’s way into our White Elephant gift exchange this year! Here’s the deal for this giveaway contest…there will be 4 winners. Yes, FOUR WINNERS! 3 winners will be selected by random.com, and will each receive 1 of these games. The 4th winner will be picked by Luke, from North Star Games, for having the favorite answer to this prompt: SHARE AN OUTRAGEOUS CHRISTMAS STORY. Make us laugh guys! The person with the winning response wins ALL 3 NORTH STAR GAMES!! So if you don’t have a story to share, but want a chance to win a fun game, drop us a comment. You can earn 1 extra entry by blogging, twittering, facebooking, or chatting on a group about this contest. If you want a shot at winning via random.org AND give yourself the chance to win all 3 games if your comment is selected, tell us an outrageously funny Christmas story. Winners will be chosen December 18th!
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PLEASE, PLEASE!!! I never win anything!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I can’t think of an outrageous Christmas story… but I’d still like to win a game.
When I was about 14 and my brother about 12, he wanted this BMX like bike for Christmas and apparently it was much harder to put together than my dad expected and he went to bed mid put together. Now we were not supposed to go downstairs prior to being told OK by our parents but as always my brother and I could not wait Christmas morning and when we discovered the half put together bike we thought we would “help” complete the job. We didn’t read a SINGLE instruction and just started trying to do things…we were OK until we put on the handle grips BEFORE we put on the hand brakes. After we realized we had messed up BIG time we quickly headed upstairs hoping to not be caught (yeah right) - it took my dad, my grandfather, my great uncle and my brother about 4 hours to get the handle grips off the bike to start over again. It may have been Christmas but we got in such big trouble that year we never went downstairs before being told ok again!
(Or should I use the story about how when I was with Aaron’s family Christmas night playing the game Loaded Questions and Aaron’s 77 year old Grandma asked for a boyfriend through the game shocking everyone…)
I love to play games, no story that comes to mind…
i love games and would love to win this one!
i posted the info on my blog
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I would love to win the games! The only funny Christmas I can really think of was when my 12 yr old cousin refused to come into town any earlier for Christmas because he swore Santa wouldn’t find him. His parent didn’t have the heart to tell him the truth. I don’t know many 12 yr olds that would do that lol..
We LOVE games!! Last year when the kids woke up on Christmas day they realized that Santa had forgotten to eat their cookies! I didn’t remember that until this year we started setting up all our decorations and the first thing they both remembered was that Santa didn’t eat any of their cookies last year and they were so disappointed b/c they had worked so hard on them!
Also mentioned on our blog. We leave for Korea tomorrow so if we win anything we won’t be able to get back to you until at least the 22nd! Thanks!!
Umm, can’t think of any outrageous Christmas stories…being Jewish and all.
I would love to win the games. The only thing that comes to mind (which at the time was not funny) this year I was wrapping our son’s gifts while our son was napping. My husband was upstairs. I told my husband to keep an eye out for our son and to let me know when he was up. I was busy wrapping and depending on my husband and who should appear before my eyes but my son. I quick chased my son back upstairs. I do not think that he realized what was wrapped belonged to him but he sure memorized the stuff that wasn’t. So much for that stuff being from Santa. We were going to be taking the one thing back to the store. But not anymore.
These look like so much fun!
My family loves games…. now just to convince the in-laws……
Ok, my funny story is about the first time I met my husband’s family (before we were married). When I arrived the kids (4 of them) joked among themselves about whose turn it would be to “ruin Christmas” this year. Apparently it was a Christmas tradition that someone would unwittingly offend my mother-in-law and thus ruin the holiday. It was the typical awkward scene – I’d never met all these people before and we were all crowded together in a 3-bedroom bungalow. It was Christmas morning - the quiet lull after opening presents when there are no small children in the family. My mother- and father-in-law were preparing the Christmas dinner in the galley kitchen and I was sitting in the living room, which is essentially the same room as the kitchen. Suddenly, a blood curdling scream came out of my mother-in-law. Everyone rushed from wherever they were in the house to see what was wrong, including my brother-in-law who had been in the shower. He rushed into the kitchen, wrapped in a towel, dripping with water and said, “What happened?!” My mother-in-law, not missing a beat, replied, “Your father is making his mother’s stuffing and he added in butter instead of chicken broth!” I should add that she delivered this line with complete indignation and alarm, clearly feeling like this was an atrocity worthy of severe punishment. My brother-in-law was furious, “I rushed out of the shower because it sounded like someone was being murdered and THIS is what you tell me happened?” I thought this was hilarious. Someone else’s family showing complete dysfunction - it made me feel right at home! Needless to say, no one else thought it was funny at the time. My mother-in-law continued to insist that my father-in-law had committed the ultimate Christmas crime and my brother-in-law continued to insist that she was crazy. At least he wasn’t the one to ruin Christmas that year!
No outrageous Christmas story, but I’d love a chance to win one of the games…
Would love to play Wits & Wagers. That sounds like a fun game. The others look good too. Thanks.
We love board games! I hope I win!
I’m always looking for a good new game, and these sound like a lot of fun! Thanks!
sorry no story to share but would love to start a new tradition of playing games with our family:)
Thanks
We have no outrageous christmas stories. At least none fit to print and NONE that would make you laugh (cry maybe! haha). But I wanna win a game!! We are a huge game family, too!
I would love to win the games but don’t have any funny stories to tell. We were too poor to celebrate Christmas with presents. The only year we got presents was the 1st year we came to the USA from Vietnam. Our sponsors got together and brought us kids presents and it was the best Christmas ever. When I was 12 I got a job cleaning someones house and brought presents for my two younger brothers. They used to love hotwheels so I got them both a whole collections of hotwheels with the collection box to put them in. They were so excited on Christmas morning. It was all worth it. Now I can’t wait until Christmas morning to see that kind of excitment in Bella, our baby girl. Giving is the best thing ever!!!
as an only child my parents played games with me every night and when i moved out to colorado my dad made me take every game with me saying he was finally free of board games! he now will only play dominos!!
We love games, maybe even a little too competitive around here, but we still love to play them. No crazy, funny Christmas story to tell unless you think being stuck in an airport or dealing with annoying, stressed out in-laws is funny. Thanks for the contest.
We played games as a family too. Wits and Wagers looks fun!
We love to play games on Friday night which is our family night.
My fondest Christmas story is the time my Father made a Christmas tree out of tumbleweeds. We lived in Wichita Falls, TX and the tumbleweeds used to blow down the streets. He got this wild idea to make a Christmas tree out of them. He collected as many tumbleweeds as he could fit in the garage and flocked them white. We had this huge hideous looking tree thing with all blue shiney ornaments. I think my Mother was mortified about what all the neighbors would think about our family. I was only about 7 or 8 years old but I remember that Christmas tree like it was just yesterday. It must have been so bad it left a lasting memory.
Needless to say, we never had another Tumbleweed tree….
Love family game night.
I love to play board games. Can’t wait to try these out!!
Love me some games!
Dawn
I’d love to win but sadly am not much of a storyteller. Hope this is enough!
I would love to win one of these!
I must be so lame, because I cannot think of anything funny too share. It must be because every Christmas is funny and drama-filled at our house!! I would love to win a game and actually be able to have some fun adult time!! Boy, that sure doesn’t sound quite right. LOL!!!
Love game night!
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I would love to win a game. Games and puzzles are some of the best things about Christmas! I have no good story… Oh except this! We found out last Christmas that my father-in-law was feeding the barn cats by picking up frozen road kill off the highways of Minnesota, bringing it home (in his car!) and then throwing it into the barn… Merry Christmas, kitties!
We love to play board games in our house! We always played the really little kid games growing up and then the grown ups switched to scrabble and I am horrible at spelling and thinking up really long or unique words so I didn’t play games again until I was in college. Now my husband and I have a collection and we have game nights and fondue with our friends every once in awhile. We don’t have any of these games so I’d love to win any of them!
Loving the game night! I’d love to win this!
We love games at our house, too! Ok, here’s a story that comes to mind. I have a very large family (5 sibs. + in-laws, nieces, nephews & grandparents) who used to always all get together on Christmas. Well, a turkey or ham just wouldn’t cut it with that many people, so my parents bought a HUGE cold cut platter. I’d say it was about 3 ft. in diameter. It had all the usual cold cuts and cheeses. My mom put it on the table (covered w/plastic wrap) to warm up at room temp. before everyone got there. Well, she decided we needed to run to the store for a last minute pick-up of something. When we got back, our Boston terrier and my grandparents poodle (who was visiting) had I guess mustered up some courage being there alone together and were BOTH on top of the dining room table licking the now EMPTY platter. Two small dogs had unwrapped a platter and eaten 10lbs. worth of ham, turkey, and cheese. No cold cuts for the family, barfing dogs in the back yard that Christmas.
I’d like to start game night with my family. I’d love to win a board game.
We love a good board game!
Sadly I have no good Christmas stories, but damn I like games….
me want game . . .
No funny Christmas story but I love games!
One year in my teens I made cookies for my brothers for xmas presents. I decided on pb cookies with a Hershey’s kiss in the center. I used butter instead of crisco in the cookies and didn’t chill it enough I guess-so the cookies spread out really thin. So-picture very thin, large pb cookies with a Hershey’s kiss in the center. My oldest brother opened the package, took one look and busted up laughing. And then thanked my for the “nipple cookies”. I’ve never lived it down.
And then there was the year that our new puppy took a crap on my present that was under the tree. We didn’t notice til xmas morning.
We love games at my house!
Funny Christmas story . . . .
My 85 yo grandmother trying to hula-hoop in time with Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer. The video is priceless.
Would love to win the games!!
The only thing I can count as an outrageous story is the winter I spent xmas in North Dakota (I was very young) and all the adults went out snowmobiling when the weather WARMED UP to *only* 20 below.
I’m sure that’s not as outrageous as some of these others, so here’s hoping Random picks me!!
We love to play games!
This was our craziest Christmas!
I was pregnant with my first child and we were at my in-laws house. We had just finished opening presents and we were about to sit down for Christmas dinner when my water broke. My husband told me that I peed my pants so we had to ask my sister-in-law and mother-in-law to determine if indeed my water did break! And yes it did!!! So we rushed out (with me wearing my mother-in-laws sweat pants!!!) to head to the hospital. Both our families came to the hospital and spent Christmas night with us laboring all night!
No outrageous story here….or is petrified poop in the stocking outrageous? Anyway, the games sure sound fun!!!!
I’ve been trying to think of a story for hours. Nothing. But I would sure love to win a game.
I would love to win a game. Thanks!!
Ok….Heres a funy story! My husbands families love to play games …as do I. Well we decided to play sherades… We all had to fill out 5 movies on a peice of paper. I had all mine filled out when a goodie popped in mind. I ran over to my nephew and said do you have any left… he says yes…. I said lets write Sex n the City and pray Grams gets it. So we did…. Well She did not pick it my sister in law did so she started bumping & grinding towards teh kitchen chair…. needless to say we were laughing…. Well Grams starts yelling Jerking, bumping, Jerking…. Jerking…. At this point we are all laughing. I had to quickly run to the bathroom as I almost peed myself. I was laughing so hard they could still hear me in the bathroom laughing with tears running down my face. I come out and finally some one guessed it. My nephew said Grams its been that long…huh! (shes 78 what can we expect)
I have so many stories…. from playing scattagories and all. But I thought this was funny and it was a special moment since it was one of the last times I saw my neice smile & laugh and have time away from thinking about her cancer.
Game nights are times for laughs, fun and memories….
make some good ones!
my husband is a big gamer and I am trying to be so this would be a great present for him!
I wish I had a fun story to tell…this christmas might be a great one…currently me, my husband, my 4 year old, and my 3 year old are suffering from nurovirus…(I have no idea how to spell that). Throwing up and sitting on the toilet all night. (we only have one bathroom, which really sucks!!!) I’m supposed to be making candy on Wednesday, but from everything I’ve read on the internet, we’re not supposed to handle food (except for our own food) for at least 3 days after we stop puking!! Ahhh…
I hope Random picks me!!!
I put this on my facebook!!
i’d love to win! no funny stories come to mind but we do love to play games around our house.
i know my favourite christmas was the year my son was born - he was only 10days old on christmas day and i was the proudest momma ever.
I would love to add some new games to our game night!
I’ve been told I’m not a funny person, so I wll just go with the comment.
bring on the games! they look great.
What an awesome gift idea. I would love to have one of these games!
It was Christmas Day about 7 years ago and it was my first holiday season with my then boyfriend’s (now husband’s) family. After most people had left, we started a game of Cranium with me being paired with my husband’s 80 year old grandmother, and him being paired with his mother. It was their turn and my husband drew a Sculptorades card. After a few minutes of careful sculpting, it became clear that he was sculpting a nipple. But his mother who was his teammate would not “see” the nipple. She just refused to say the word. And, she was turning redder and redder as the challenge continued. My husband continued to sculpt a beautiful breast to go along with the nipple. Well, there was no way on earth his mother was going to say the word, “nipple” and I never thought the timer would be up soon enough on that question! When it was over, my husband’s grandmother turned to my husband’s mother and said, “For Godsakes Ann, how many ways can you sculpt a nipple!?”
Years ago, someone in my husband’s family turned on the tree’s Christmas lights and a squirrel jumped out. (Fake Christmas tree…btw) The squirrel proceeded to run around the living room, with the family and dogs chasing it. Through the chase they knocked over almost everything in the path. Eventually, they were able to chase it out the door with a broom! When I asked my husband how a squirrel got into the house, he thinks it came down the chimney but is not sure…. and swears its true!
I’m all about Wits and Wagers.
My sister in law shopped for Santa gifts with my 3 year old nephew in the cart. When he opened up one of the gifts, my SIL said, “Oh, look what Santa brought you.” My nephew said, “No, Mommy, Santa didn’t bring it, you bought it at Target.”
I don’t have a funny story, But I do love games, we are a family of clappers, we are crazy clappers at christmas, and wow get us together for games, we can’t hear the questions over the laughing and clapping.
The year before last, I got into recycling. I wrapped my husband’s gifts in recycled tampon and other feminine hygiene boxes. He quickly figured out what I had done, and we had a good laugh, and some funny pictures of my husband opening what appearred to be a large box of maxi pads.
My 16 year old niece was thouroughly confused and dismayed when she opened her gift and found what she thought was a box of ‘nilla wafer cookies.
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Sorry, no great story at the moment but a game would be fun…perhaps “Say Anything” would help lead to some good stories
When I was a kid I got so excited that every Christmas morning I would throw up while opening gifts. We have it on film too. Luckily I can now control my excitement!
sorry, can’t think of a story right now but would love to have the games!!
Every Christmas as a kid I was always pretty good at finding where the presents were hid…. well one year I found the jackpot some awesome new jeans! So I opened them up put them on and went to school I was super careful all day and was really looking forward to getting to wear them again. Well Christmas came and those dang pants were not with my gifts, I just knew there was a mistake when I saw my brother opening my awesome butt jeans! HAHA joke was on my they were my older brothers YA not only were they boy pants BUT it was my older bros which left me feeling gross and fat! OO the sad stories of a tween! Is that funny or sad hmmmm! Anyways I laugh about it now that he is fatter than me! HA! I love games and have yet to buy some for xmas this year so it would be PERFECT for us!!! I love games!
I have a FUNNY story that happened to my dear childhood friend Al and his family (I promise to share the winnings with him in the UK). We were seven years old and Al asked Santa for a cassette tape player for Christmas. On Christmas morning, Al creeped down the stairs before anyone woke up and peeked under the Christmas filled with presents for the family. (In Al’s house, Santa never wrapped presents and I always thought it was because he lived on the other side of town and Santa ran out of time
) Anyway, Al was SO SO EXCITED when he saw the cassette tape player…he ran to the tree and scrunched down so he could have a good look. The tag read - “To Maria, Love Santa. ” Al quickly found a tag that read “To Alfred, Love Santa” and switched the tags on the gifts (not thinking that Maria really wanted a baseball glove or something like that). He tip toed as quiet as he could up the stairs to go to back to bed. Later Christmas morning, when his family awoke they got up and ran down the stairs. Al , as the youngest ,was the first one under the tree, picked up the casette player and exclaimed loudly “LOOK WHAT SANTA BROUGHT ME.” Al’s mother was quite dumbfounded but quickly pieced the puzzle together. She said, “No, Alfred - I think he brought that for Maria.” Alfred refused to accept that and showed his mom, dad, sister and brothers the tag that had his name on it. “NO, Santa brought it for ME! He wanted me to have it. See, he left it for me. My name is on it. Santa wanted me to have it.” Needless to say, Al didn’t get the cassette tape player that year even though he was a clever little bugger!
posted on my FB
I LOVE GAMES! Please pick me! Hmmmm…this is gross…but we could never go downstairs to check out the loot on Christmas morning until we got the OK, and since my room was downstairs I had to sleep on my brother’s trundle bed. So in the middle of the night, for some miraculous reason, I woke up and sat straight up in bed. The next second, my brother leaned over and puked ALL OVER the pillow where my head had just been. My poor parents–what a way to be woken up on Christmas Eve! That was my Christmas miracle, though, to not be puked on! Of course I have lots of happy Christmas memories–that was the only outrageous one I can come up with.
love the nipple story…
I blame it on the pregnancy hormones–my mind is blanking on anything funny for Christmas. I would still love to try and win a game for our game nights!
I wish I had a great story, but I’ve had fun reading the other posts.
Okay, this did not happen exactly on Christmas day,but at Christmas time. I was about 5 years old and came into the house and asked my dad” who owns the snow?”. My dad said, “well, I guess when it is in the sky God owns it and when it falls to the ground whoever owns that land owns it”. I went back outside. Later my dad saw a huge pile of snow on our front yard with a handmade flag on the top that read” Justyn’s snow”.
Love to win the games - it is a great way to spend time with family!
I love family game nights! Coincidentally enough, my story has to do with family games:
In my family, every Christmas Eve at my grandmother’s house we would play Bingo for prizes that everyone would bring. Some were good, like candles, Christmas ornaments, jewelry, etc., and some were kind of crappy like pencils, a deck of cards or a box of gross candy. When I was about 6 years old and still sounding out words I hadn’t yet learned, I won a box of cherry cordials in Bingo. I had never seen this candy before, and I don’t particularly like candy, so I said, as nicely as possible “Oh, cherry cordials”, pronouncing cordials like “kor-dye-alls.” My whole family laughed and laughed (at a 6 year old, yes) and corrected me. Every Christmas for the last 20 years, since that fateful day, I get a box of cherry cordials from my grandmother so that she can make fun of me in front of the family. About 5 years ago I started buying them for her before I could get them to offset the situation. I can laugh about it now, the same way my family laughed about it then.
I wrote a note on Facebook! http://www.facebook.com/note.php?note_id=40050223156
I hope I win!
When our children were 5 and 6, we went all out for Christmas. The tree was decorated with candy canes. I had made homemade chocolate suckers and put one on every present. Also there were boxes of homemade cookies under the tree. Two days before Christmas I came home from working my last day before our break knowing I had finished everything and could rest a couple of days. I walked into the upstairs living room only to find the Christmas turned over, with every candy cane gone. All the presents were ripped into and missing the chocolate suckers. There were no cookies in sight. I figured it out later. Our 150 lb Newfoundland Lady had gotten into the house from the downstairs, came up the stairs, pushed open the louvered doors to the living room and had a “Party of One”. Ho! Ho! Ho!
THESE LOOK COOL-SOMETHING MY FAMILY WOULD ENJOY!
love, love, love to play games!!!
We love to play games (usually Scrabble) at “the lake”. Some new games would be great.
i blogged about this.
I would have to say that while maybe not really funny the most interesting Christmas I ever had was the Christmas morning as a sleepy 8 year old I was awakened by my parents to see what Santa had brought me a little confused I asked why Mom was leaned against the wall in pain and why my aunt was there, well mom was in labor with my little sister and it was 3AM! I was breifly allowed to take a peak at my toys and then shuffled to my aunts house and into bed with my older cousin….the call came a couple of hours later, and I was awakened once again with the news that I had a baby sister, but being the spoiled only child that I was I refused to awaken AGAIN and told my parents that I did not really care and proceeded to go back to sleep! Now 20 years later we celebrate Christmas morning with homemade cinnamon rolls with birthday candles of course!
These games sound fun! Fresh out of stories.
I have no stories whatsoever. But I’d still like to win something…hopefully…?
I use to always search for my gifts before Christmas until my mom got smart and wrapped them as soon as she got them. But being the crafty little thing that I was, I would take the presents down and cut one side of it open and see what the gift was and then I would tape it back up good as new! When my mom found out she then would put things in boxes with no labels on them so I would then try and hunt down the reciept and see what she had bought me.
I figure all the adults can relate to this story. When my parents moved away my house was the Christmas Morning place to be. My sister from out of state would spend the night so her daughter could be up at the crack of dawn with my daughter & son. My sister always came in late and always, and I mean always, never wrapped her gifts ahead of time. So it became tradition that her and I would stay up the entire night wrapping gifts and watching the rerun series of “It’s a Wonderful Life.” Extremely exhausted that year, we finished right as the kids were waking up. As my daughter and niece were reading names and passing out gifts they came across several gifts addressed to non-family members. “Harry”? and “Clarence”? MORAL of the story, Wrap your Gifts ahead of time and you’ll have a Wonderful Life without strangers names on your Christmas Presents. (we had to open the gifts becasue we couldn’t remember who or what they were) So everyone get your rest and enjoy the holidays.
One Christmas we wrapped up a special gift for my nephew Lee. It was tickets to a Bronco’s Football game. We put the envelope inside a box, and the box inside a box, inside a box and so forth until there must have been 12 boxes all wrapped up. He was so excited to see that he got the biggest gift under the tree. On Christmas morning when he unwrapped his gift and saw each box as he unwrapped it , he became discouraged. When he got to the bottom box, he was so upset that he never saw the envelop and walked off thinking it was all a big joke on him. I had to go fetch the envelope and give it to him showing him he missed his gift. He was then very happy. Going from one emotional extreme to the other in a matter of seconds was really something to watch.
I would love to win this and add the games to our collection!
Sorry - no really funny story that I could write for everyone to see but we’re definitely excited about the games!
I learned very early on about who Santa really was in our house…but played along for YEARS before finally fessing up to my mom. Just an early morning rise and caught good ole st nick in the act. Darn it! The spirit of christmas is truly the best part! Awesome games — we need something fresh to livin’ things up around here!
Okay … last Christmas the big plan was to get both sides of the family together for a delicious Christmas Eve Feast. My mom and I were planning weeks ahead of time … ordering baked goodies from Schmidt’s Bakery in Loveland, shopping ahead and freezing ham and turkey and roast beef , and divvying up all the sides between the sh!tload of family we had coming. But my husband, bless his hardworking hospital soul, brought something home from work that week. Some nasty bug that started with the kids and travelled through EVERY SINGLE PERSON we came into contact with in the days leading up to Christmas Eve. Had to cancel the whole extravaganza as we were losing our cookies left and right. More family came into town in the days following our puke parade, and we got all of them sick, too! We’re talking vomit for 2 weeks. Not pretty.
And the kicker?! My husband never bat an eye. He did not get sick.
These games are included on a note on my facebook page!
Nothing TOO crazy has happened to us at Christmas! We all pile in the back of our truck on Christmas Eve to go look at Christmas light and its usually COLD so we take hot chocolate! We hadnt gotten out of the driveaway good before my aunt spills hers all over me and my mom! Talk about HOT then COLD once it cooled off in about two seconds! Thanks for the chance!
I’d love to win a new game for game night!
I wish I had a good story! But I’ve only been celebrating Christmas for six years with my husband’s family. I’m enjoying myself, though!
An outrageously nasty Christmas story is that my entire family once has the flu on Christmas day. I have 3 sisters and we all sat around the Christmas tree with our heads in a bucket. Don’t worry, we delayed our celebration until we were all feeling better, but hey it was OUTRAGEOUSLY nasty. Thanks for the giveaway!
I love family game night!
Anyone else notice the common theme of funny stories all have to do with bodily functions and fluids?
In keeping with the tradition… We walk into the living room at the crack of dawn to find that “Santa” has eaten all the cookies and milk we left for him overnight, leaving only a few crumbs. We jokingly said that he surely must’ve gotten a stomach ache after eating so many cookies. My 7 year old pipes up and says “well Santa must’ve just left because it smells like $hit in the bathroom!”
How do you punish a kid for cursing on Christmas morning when talking about Santa?
My kids are adults now & we still love to play games. Now I’m teaching them to my grandkids.
Except no one will play Scrabble with my any more:(
We love to play board games. It helps us save some money. Thanks for the chance.
A few years ago I took my younger cousins (only a few years old at the time) to see SAnta in the mall. It was my cousin Kanan’s turn, so we walked up there and he got up on SAnta’s lap. Santa just kept talking away and asking all kinds of questions. Kanan was very quiet just looking at him really wierd. Then finally he said loud enough for everyone in the line to hear, “Buddy you got bad breath.” Santa didn’t have a response…and Kanan slowly slid off his lap.
entry and funny xmas story.. goodness.
My family is a large tight nit group as well. Both sides have their great traditions and great laughs.
A few years ago (okay, probably more like 10 or 12.. gah I feel old!) sagging of the pants was VERY popular by young boys. I know it still is, but my brothers have since grew up! Anyway, I have 2 brothers and only 2 male cousins in a sea of female cousins (there are 11 females) and all 4 of them were really into sagging. My uncles are jolly fellows, two of them having “played” santa at the mall before… (this is to give you a visual…).
My brothers and cousins all really thought they looked like the sh*t and were strutting towards the center of my grandmothers living room, where we opened presents after Christmas dinner. My uncles devised this plan earlier in teh evening after seeing the boys dressed up nicely in their khakis at Church and choose that moment to embarass the hell out of them!
All the girls got seated first and as the boys walked to their “spots” each was pants-ed by a different uncle. And their pantsing was not just the outter pants.. it was underwear and all.
It truly made for a memorable Christmas video.
One of our favorite things to do with friends is play games and we’re always looking for new fun ones - these look great! As for an outrageous Christmas story — My uncle was moving a hot chafing dish filled with food right before dinner and the Sterno can beneath it was already lit. Because he had had a number of drinks before dinner, his senses were dulled and it took someone saying “it smells like something is burning” to call to his attention that the towel he was holding while transporting the hot dish was on fire and consequently, so was his hand!
I would love to win a game:)
I’d love to win a chance at one of these games, cluzzle sounds really fun. Thanks for entering me.
Posted on my blog…
Pick me, man, pick me! This one will have you wetting your pants, really.
Title: Remember ol’ Ham Ass?
Setting: A small, midwestern town in Illinois…think redneck
Cast: My large, crazy, extended family and 1 new Jewish girlfriend (my brother’s and SO not redneck). We will call her Miss New York City to protect the not so innocent.
After much cajoling and pleading, my brother convinced his new (very Jewish & not redneck) girlfriend to join our large family Christmas celebration. After the introductions and a long, awkward silence, Miss NYC offered her help in the kitchen. The kitchen was all hustle and bustle as grandma, mom, aunts, cousins and neices readied the feast. With the table nearly loaded to capacity with food and everyone in their seats, my mom remembered the ham still in the kitchen. As mom looked for an open space on the table to place the ham, Miss MYC was up helping fill water glasses. For just a moment mom set the huge ham on Miss NYC’s chair as she rearranged dishes to make room. Miss NYC finished filling water glasses and promptly sat back down without looking first and plopped her ass full-on in a plate of hot from the oven ham! The scene only improved when 1/2 senile, 80 year old grandpa bellowed, “I’d take a big slab of ‘dat HAM!” (Be sure to use your best redneck voice)
And every Christmas since, we relive the glory and wonder aloud, “What ever happened to old HAM ASS?”
I blogged about it.
http://baby-n-an.blogspot.com/2008/12/more-possible-free-stuff.html
I would love to win this. Don’t have an outrageous Christmas as yet but with kids it’s bound to happen soon.
Have Twins ,No time for story but would like to win games!!
We always spent time as kids over at my Grandma’s during Christmas break. There was never a shortage of game playing going on there. Skip-Bo, UNO, Life, and the not so innocent game of Pay Day. That one Christmas break was a usual fest of gaming and we were having so much fun. We were all a bit competitive so winning was a big deal. Never as big of a deal as the time I won big in Pay Day in all my excitement I stood up to cheer and my big cheer brought down the chandelier, not a little thing either pieces flew everywhere, while everyone else had a good chuckle, I thought I was in for it when grandma came from the other room. But she just had a good chuckle too, we cleaned up THE HUGE MESS and played a new game. I hope my kids can have as much fun playing games as I did.
I don’t have a crazy story. There’s always been only me, my parents and an aunt so not much opportunity for craziness. I love to play games, though. Thanks for the contest!
I don’t have a crazy story either, tho I wish I did! My family, friends and I love to play games and we would be so happy to have some new ones to play…these sound like fun!
You have the best giveaways!
Here is my favorite funny family tale: My mom always wanted the best real Christmas tree. She would go with the family to pick out the tree. It had to be just right - tall enough, nice & full etc. Well one year, my mom had to work so my dad and my brother went to get the tree. Now it was just a week before Christmas and my mom told them to bring home a good tree. She gets home from work and says did you get the tree. My brother says well yeah but they were really picked over, we did the best we could. My mom walks into the living room and the look on her face is priceless. She says what kind of tree is that!! My brother and Dad are assuring her that the tree was the best one left and they were lucky to get it. My brother says it won’t look so bad once we get the ornaments on it. My mom walks in the kitchen muttering I can’t believe they would even sell such a tree. She starts banging the cupboard doors because she is so mad. My brother is just cracking up. You see they picked the shortest and scrawniest looking tree that they could find. Now everyone is laughing and they finally tell my mother that it is a joke and the real tree is on the back porch. The best part is that the whole thing was video taped and we watch every year!
I wish I had an outrageous story, but I can’t seem to think of one!!
But our family LOVES games (we usually spend all holidays playing them once we’ve sufficiently stuffed ourselves silly), so I’d love to win one! Thanks for the chance!
This is my best friend’s story. I know her family so well that I can completely visualize this story unfolding. If this story wins, the prize goes to my friend. She’ll be so surprised, and in a way it’d be a suprise Christmas gift from her dad, at least from the memory of him. Enjoy!
My parents were much older than all of my other friends parents were. When I was a high school Senior I decided to play a trick on dad, thereby giving him the BEST Christmas present he ever received. Here’s the story.
Dad had this particular blue shirt that he loved. In fact, he loved it so much that he wore it CONSTANTLY. The second it was cleaned, he’d have it on AGAIN! It drove mom & I nuts! I’d say “Dad, why do you always wear that same, old, blue shirt all the time! You have all these beautiful sweaters, and other nice shirts that you could be wearing!” His answers were always the same. The sweaters were always “too scratchy” & the other shirts “didn’t fit right”, or (my favorite) they were “too new!” Obviously the “too new” shirts had to just hang in the closet until he decided they were now old enough to be worn!!!! So in October of 1991 I devised my plan to give him the best Christmas gift of his life!
I might mention that dad was THE HARDEST PERSON to buy Christmas gifts for! So I was thrilled when I came up with this magnificent Christmas plan that I was SURE dad was going to LOVE! In October I HID his beloved, blue shirt!!!! Dad didn’t know I hid it…. in fact, NO ONE knew what had become of the blue shirt! Knowing how we hated his shirt, dad was convinced we were guilty! Poor mom was accused of throwing it away, & when he finally believed in her innocence- he accused ME of throwing it away! Of course I could honesty say “I would never throw your favorite, blue shirt away, dad!” Poor dad was despondent over the loss of his shirt, but as the months went by he seemed to accept the mysterious dissapearance. As the months went by I got more excited!!!! And when Christmas morning arrived I could hardly wait to give dad my special gift! I was not dissapointed! Dad took his present from me with a smile- resolute in the fact that this would surely be another “scratchy sweater” or a shirt “too new” to wear for many years. After all my months of planning I was rewarded with the biggest smile & look of utter surprise & shock! Beautifully wrapped in shiny NEW Christmas paper was his OLD blue shirt! His eyes twinkled so happy & blue that they matched his shirt. And, I had the most wonderful Christmas present of all seeing the happiness on his face…. not to mention getting to pull one over on my daddy!!!!
I can’t say now how long that old blue shirt lasted… or if mom did have to eventually throw it away. Dad died in January of 2005. Although I long for his presence, the fun-filled memories we have of him keeps him close in our hearts- always & forever…..
No good stories, but I love game nights!!
Hmmm….no really funny stories… My husband’s mother LOVES games and would make everyone play games on holidays. She would do laundry while we played. I never understood why until I became a mother! LOL!
I don’t have an outrageous story to share. What a boring entry, huh? ;P
Outrageous story, hmm?? Not so outrageous but here goes. My 8 year old daughter was very concerned that Santa was not real. She was told at school that there was no Santa and needed reassurance that he was, in fact, the real deal. On Christmas morning, she came running downstairs. Instead of trying to open presents, she started “studying” them. After about 5 minutes, she said “Mommy, you’re right…Santa is real”. WE said, “How do you know?” She told us that Santa doesn’t write like us, doesn’t have the same wrapping paper or even bows. So he MUST be real. We were smart enough to use special “Santa only” wrapping paper, special bows and even disguise our handwriting so that there was no mistake. That was a close one!!
One Christmas in particular stands out for me—not my most outrageous, but one of my most memorable.
When I was in my teens in the late 70s, my mother’s church sponsored some refugees from Vietnam. Other groups in our little village also sponsored refugees and we ended up with about a dozen or so young Vietnamese men and one woman, whose name was Muoi, living in our teeny little B.C. town. The first year, my mother invited them all to our house for Christmas dinner. Because our stove wasn’t big enough to cook everything she was serving, she dispatched my two older brothers and me to go to Muoi’s apartment to take care of cooking some dishes. When we arrived, an hour or so before Christmas dinner was supposed to be served at our house, Muoi was cooking. We put our bland Canadian food in her oven, and sat down to wait. Because we didn’t share a common language, conversation was difficult, so Muoi kept offering us food to pass the time; dishes that were exotic to our small town palates, and that we tried eagerly.
By the time we all got back to our house for dinner, my brothers and I were so stuffed with all the wonderful food that Muoi had served us that we barely touched Christmas dinner. Our Vietnamese guests also ate sparingly of the unfamiliar food until a giant bowl of rice came out. Each one enthusiastically helped themselves to something they recognized, only to discover when they tasted it, that it was actually riced potatoes (a way of serving boiled potatoes by putting them through a press that makes them into little rice-like morsels—labour intensive enough to be a special Christmas dish, and excellent for soaking up gravy)! The looks on the faces of our Vietnamese guests as they tasted the “rice” were priceless!
After dinner, one of the men, Hieu, taught my siblings and me a fast-paced, raucous card game and we played for hours, laughting ourselves silly, despite not really being able to communicate in a common language.
i went christmas shopping with my husband last week for a toy for a 6 year old angel tree boy. i was looking at dinosaur toys and my husband kept saying, the racecars were better. i asked him, didnt you love playing dinosaurs when you were little. he said..”i dont think i knew anything about them or their existance until i was maybe 18 years old.”… what??? yeah… that is what you get for being born and raised in the middle of Africa!
we all love games over here! thanks!
funny story? my little cousin got so scared of santa upon meeting him the first time at a mall that he peed on him. I mean he’s 4 but it was semi funny semi gross.
i love games!
These games look great! Always looking for a new one to stimulate our brains! Thanks!
How fun! We love games.
So…my family had gone skiing for Christmas and I had brought along a friend of mine. There hadn’t been that much snow on the mountain, and what was there was icy. My friend and I weren’t as adventurous as my sister, so we avoided black diamond runs…well, except for one. A green circle had dead-ended right into two choices: black diamond or…black diamond. We chose the wrong one, apparently, as our trail ended at sleep, icy mountain side. We couldn’t go back, so we took the, uh, trail. Ended up helicopter’ing down the slope, clinging to the edge and stumbling over ice and rock toward humanity. We both have asthma, so we took it as slow as possible…but I sure do wish we had cameras, because the dramatic poses we were making made it a funnier experience than it actually was. We still laugh about it to this day. Best. Christmas. Experience. EVER!
Thanks for the giveaway!
I don’t have a funny story but we love to play games
One year we had an ice storm at Christmas just as we had started cooking the Christmas dinner - wham - out went the electricity. Needless to say, it was sandwiches for Christmas dinner!
I’d love to win, but don’t have a story.
hoping for a random
I’d love to win.
All of the photos from my third Christmas were taken at a distinctive tilt. I’ve been told the photographer was enjoying a little too much of the holdiay spirits.
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hmmm…only funny story I can think of is one year ( I think I was 10 or 11) and found all of our Christmas presents a couple of days before Christmas. I unwrapped several of them and discovered that my parents had bought several of the same things for my two sisters and I, just in different colors. I chose the colors I wanted for each of the sweaters, hat /scarf sets, and clock radios and rewrapped them carefully. Unfortunately, when one of my sisters opened one of her presents, I accidentally said, “How did she get red?” before I had opened my same gift. Everyone looked at me and quicky figured it out. Busted.
Hoping to win these games for my kids. They love the monopoly games and want to move them toward these.
I’d love to win! Thanks!
I love games! I can’t think of an Outrageous story, but would love to still be in the entries for a game! Thanks!
My family made the rounds to many family and friends on Christmas Eve every year. One year my dad and us kids went by ourselves to do the family rounds and our car broke down on the freeway. We pushed it to an off ramp then coasted down it and it stopped in a residental area. My dad walked to a phone booth(no cell phones back then) and called a friend to come pick us up. After an hour of singing carols by the car us kids caroled up and down the blocks while dad waited by the car. Hours later the friend who had been called found us. Come to find out my dad had given him the wrong street address.
[...] 11th Day of Christmas Winners (North Star Games): GRAND PRIZE WINNER (wins Cluzzle, Say Anything, and Wits & Wagers) is Lisa, # 63. Here’s what North Star’s Luke had to say about her comment: Lisa #62 has the best story. It is game related, and does a wonderful job of showing cross generational differences. My grandmother on my mom’s side was matter of fact, even if classy, and grew up on a farm and lived through the Depression and WW!!. She certainly was not going to stand on formality. My mom, on the other hand, grew up post war and is quite proper. I could totally see that scene play out in my family. So I really felt that story nailed the difference between those two generations. [...]