Trivial Pursuits

I'm not quite sure when exactly the tradition of the "fun facts" started, yet sometime in the past year or so Jason started bringing home fun facts from work.  Along with the fun facts there would be a few trivia questions to answer.  The first time he brought them over it was just me and him going through them.  But on the 2nd or 3rd batch my mom happened to be home when he brought them out to read.  Mom instantly fell in love with the fun facts and so the tradition began.  Here and there whenever she is off in the evening and we all eat together, she'll start asking Jason for them.  Mom:  Fun facts!  Where are the fun facts? I waaaaant fun facts!

About once or twice a month Jason will produce a pile of papers with said trivia and fun facts--prompting my mom to nickname Jason:  Facts Man.  Feel free to run with this in your head!  Example 1: Dinner dinner dinner dinner dinner dinner dinner dinner FACTS MAAAN!  Yes, along with the hours of fun the the facts gave came the hours of fun talking about how fun my (Example 2:) Man of the Facts is.  

And so tonight was no different from any other night of fun facts.  We had Lemon Herb Chicken Helper w/Mixed Veggies followed by chants of:  Fun facts!  Where are the fun facts? I waaaaant fun facts! :)  Jason dug up some trivia of the day and so the fun began. After about 8 or 9 trivia questions mom was on a roll getting most of them right.  We were all laughing and carrying on having so much fun <facts>.   

The event that took place on or about question number 10 is the reason I am now sharing all of this with you!  Do you recall in my last post where I talked about my willingness to sing badly and the great joy it brings to me?  Well, here you go: 

Following the plane crash of 19xx marked our country's "day the music died".  Which artists were killed in this crash?   

All I heard was "day the music died" uh huh! Youuuu guessed it:

"I started singin'

 So, bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee
But the levee was dry
And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die"

As I started belting this out (LOUDLY), mom joined in and illustrated.  It went a lil something like this:

Mom: waving hand with big waves.  Me: So, bye-bye Miss American Pie

Mom: Hands at 10 and 2 "driving".  Me: drove my Chevy

Mom: pointing at the invisible levee  Me: to the levee

Mom: holding her hand up like where is it?  Me: but the levee was dry

Mom: tipping her hand up like a bottle  Me: them good ol' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye

Mom: pointing a gun to her head  Me: singin this'll be the day that I die

Mom: again with the gun and some rolled eyes playing dead  Me: ooooh this'lllll be the daaaaay that I diiiiiiiie...

If this wasn't enough, after we did this once Jason proceeded to try to read the available answers.  Immediately mom started waving again.  Needless to say I joined in; we did the entire routine again ending it in peals of laughter.  Jason was just sitting there watching the entire spectacle, completely unphased by it all.  Afterwards we just went right back to answering the question.  I am sure going to miss nights like these come the end of July when me and mom part ways. *tear*

~M  

P.S.  After taking it "easy" on our workout regime the past two weeks we have renewed our diligence.  Yesterday we picked up where we left off...*groan*.  I feel I may have turned into a chocolate bunny after all.  NO MORE EASTER CANDY FOR ME---EVER!!! ;)