Time flies by. Each day special, each with it's ups, some with their downs. We keep hoping for some warm weather as we'd love to go north and spend a day at camp. I understand the road is plowed & even parts of our driveway. In order to go it really should be above freezing or at least 25. It's tough to heat the place when it's hovering around zero.
Cribbage.... the ladies love it when I get skunked! Often times it's Marty & Carla, her sister that plays. Marty & I have been married for 32 years, but Carla has been sister even longer. They try to gang up on me. Once last week they both had tears rolling down their cheeks....from laughter!! "Being skunked" is most shameful in Cribbage. As the game goes, there are four "streets". If you get stuck on "third street" when someone else goes out and wins, you are skunked. It came a point that they were ahead, but I hadn't noticed how far along the game was. I had just dealt the hand. After the hand we counted points. I took my eight points as the girls counted. Suddenly, Carla was out. The game was over. Oh, crap.... Dealer always counts last.... I had to take back my eight points. Oh double crap, that made me still on third street by ONE point. I was skunked!! Not only that, but if you miss winning by one point, that's called "the dead hole". It's embarrassing to lose and be stuck in the dead hole. Well, when I got skunked I was one hole away from not being skunked. Carla called it "the stinky dead hole" and the laughter followed.
Two good days behind us, hopefully more good days over the weekend.