Conversation Cards
BestSelf Deeper Talk Review: Ten Months of Sunday Suppers Later
I bought a conversation deck to get my husband talking again. Ten months later, here is what actually happened at our kitchen table.
Supper in front of the news, four sentences a night, and a box of conversation cards that sat on the sideboard for a week before either of us had the nerve to open it.
I bought a conversation deck to get my husband talking again. Ten months later, here is what actually happened at our kitchen table.
Two decks, one kitchen table, ten months apart. One ran out in a few weeks. The other is still in the basket by the sideboard.
Thirty-one years married, ten months with the deck, and one honest list about what finally got Hal talking.
Supper in front of the news, four sentences a night, and a box of conversation cards that sat on the sideboard for a week before either of us had the nerve to open it.
Lorraine Dupree, 57, Tyler, Texas. Ten months, one deck, one husband who refused it twice before he sat down. Here is the order of operations that actually worked.
Ten months, half a deck, and one quiet husband: what the BestSelf Co. Deeper Talk cards changed at our table and what they did not.
One two-player trading game, thirty-one years of marriage, and a kitchen table that finally got used again.
One of these games has been on my sideboard since March and gets played most Tuesdays. The other I have played twice at my sister's house. Here is the honest split.
Eight months of Tuesdays at the round oak table, and the television has not won one yet.
A Tuesday in April, a box that had been sitting in the basket for a week, and a husband who reached for the remote and switched it off.
One night a week, two players, thirty minutes, and a firm rule about where the phones go. Ten months in at our kitchen table.
A plain-spoken look at the two-player game that got my quiet husband to the table, including the parts the listing leaves out.
Six months, about eight airports, and one game where Hal and I are finally on the same side of the table.
Thirty-one years married, six months of Friday nights, and a plain answer about which kind of game belongs on the table.
Six months of Friday nights, 20 airports, and one game where my husband and I are finally on the same side.
Three crashes, one landing, and six months of Friday nights at the kitchen table.
Five things that turned a silent Friday into the best forty-five minutes of our week, learned the hard way at a round oak table in Tyler, Texas.
Six months, eight airports, and one Friday night that got tense over a pretend plane. What the box does not tell you about playing this with the person you married.
Our daughter gave us a box of 35 scratch-off dates for our 31st anniversary. Five months and ten scratched cards later, here is what actually happened at our kitchen table.
I scratched ten of the thirty-five cards at my own kitchen table. Here is where the box beat us, and where our own planning still wins.
Ten months, ten cards scratched, two duds, and one rule that keeps a quiet house talking. Notes from my kitchen table in Tyler, Texas.
Our daughter handed us a box of scratch-off date cards for our thirty-first anniversary. Five months and ten scratched cards later, here is what it actually did for our Saturdays.
A retired school secretary from Tyler, Texas on the five steps that turned a gifted box of scratch-off date cards into an actual habit at her kitchen table, including the two duds they did anyway.
Ten cards scratched, two duds, and an honest answer about whether a box of date cards gets a long-married couple back to the kitchen table.
Three months at the round oak table with the lightest box in the basket, and the one that gets reached for on a Thursday.
One is a tin of laughing questions. One is a deck that goes after the hard stuff. I own the first and have only read the listing for the second, and I will tell you exactly which night each one is for.
Thirty-one years married, one silent supper table, and the tin that got us talking again. An honest count from Lorraine Dupree in Tyler, Texas.
Thirty-one years married, one quiet husband, and a tin of cards that got him laughing on a Tuesday night.
Five steps that worked at our table, including the night it fell flat and the one small change that got my husband to pick up a pen.
Three months of Thursdays with the tin from DSS Games, the part that got my quiet husband laughing, and the part we already skip.
I bought a conversation deck to get my husband talking again. Ten months later, here is what actually happened at our kitchen table.
Ten months, half a deck, and one quiet husband: what the BestSelf Co. Deeper Talk cards changed at our table and what they did not.
One two-player trading game, thirty-one years of marriage, and a kitchen table that finally got used again.
A plain-spoken look at the two-player game that got my quiet husband to the table, including the parts the listing leaves out.
Six months, about eight airports, and one game where Hal and I are finally on the same side of the table.
Six months, eight airports, and one Friday night that got tense over a pretend plane. What the box does not tell you about playing this with the person you married.
Our daughter gave us a box of 35 scratch-off dates for our 31st anniversary. Five months and ten scratched cards later, here is what actually happened at our kitchen table.
Ten cards scratched, two duds, and an honest answer about whether a box of date cards gets a long-married couple back to the kitchen table.
Three months at the round oak table with the lightest box in the basket, and the one that gets reached for on a Thursday.
Three months of Thursdays with the tin from DSS Games, the part that got my quiet husband laughing, and the part we already skip.