When I was a child, games were parental drunken behavior. I remember mom and other relatives playing password and 42. I don't have memories of Monopoly, Life, Checkers, or others.
Maybe we played them but I was just never too interested. What I always wanted to do was get people to play in my playhouse and me get to be the
mom/queen/teacher/princess/boss/president/sexy secretary/principal.The cushy role in whatever make-believe we were into.
So, I've grown up knowing how to play Solitaire and knowing how to get others to do what I want them to do. Those are fairly common 'only child' activities.
But I truly love Bunco! I love it because it's fast, you get to visit, you don't have to think, you get prizes, and you get to eat.
RED FLAG ! RED FLAG ! RED FLAG ! RED FLAG! RED FLAG !So, I have a plan.........
Subway first, then Bunco.
If I must nibble at Bunco, I can NIBBLE!!.
Not slam down, pig out, get wasted.
And, if I eat Subway, I won't be so hungry and feel like its-the-end-of-the-world-if-I-don't-get-to-eat-whatever-they-have.
Common feeling to me.
PLUS: I weighed 228.5 this morning. I didn't do as much damage last weekend as I feared.
I need to remember that nothing tastes as good as thin feels.