The husband and I have a dark secret.
We go to lots of gigs, usually heavy or hardcore (sometimes both). We’re drinkers and before we had children we both smoked. I’ve dabbled in hard drugs (ok, when I say dabbled I’m bigging it up, actually I mean “tried it once and vowed never to do it again”).
None of that is our dark secret though.
Our dark secret, and I know it doesn’t seem much like one but please re-read the paragraph above, is that we really love a game of scrabble of an evening. Especially when we’re away from home. (New Years Eve is our other favourite time).
I don’t think I’m bragging when I say my vocabulary is better than the husbands. I know more words than him and much more obscure ones. However, the husband is much, much better at finding places for the words. He usually beats me hands down because I have great words but nowhere to put them.
Today I made my first ever bingo. He put down “zoo”. I made it “zoos” and then ran “sparrow” down to the TRIPLE WORD SCORE.
A rare win for me with some hearty kudos as well. I’ll be mentioning that bingo every time I play scrabble for quite some time.
Haha nice one! I am absolutely rubbish at scrabble, words just don’t appear to me when they’re all randomly mixed up!
xx
Whew. I thought you were gonna say you were swingers…or kitten pinchers…or WORSE- related to Glen Beck. *shudder*
Congrats on the win.
I have yet to win ANY contest against my husband even though I am CLEARLY smarter.
Ha! Scrabble (which we both love) nearly broke us up on so many occasions. And watching supermum’s sisters, her late mother and her play Scrabble was the closest thing to total war I’ve ever seen confined to the space of a living room…
Well done you!
I love scrabble too, I play on facebook! lol!