Quote: O.K., BUT I doubt that there was anything my H could have done differently to stop me. I was bound and determined to "win." Whatever that meant.
What an honest answer! And since you started this honesty kick, I will admit that doing something different probably wouldn't have worked for me either. Thank goodness we married long suffering men.
I can't let him win!!!! You see, Mr. Wonderful likes playing games with me (and D10) because I make him think. He doesn't like a woman who gives it away. Can I say here that Phoebe is not easy???
I'll make a promise, though: I promise if I win, I'll be really gracious and offer one more game so he can beat my pants off. OOOHHH, did I say that?
If we play Sorry or Life, there is little skill. That's easy. However, if we play cribbage (which we're contemplating teaching D10 tonight), he's gonna whomp my a$$. He's way better at it than I am. So maybe I'll suggest it so he and his masculine pride can be restored to good health?
Or I can always suggest strip poker?
"There are only 2 ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle."
