Missing my Bunco nights!

I've been very busy with myself lately. This has been my summer for medical tests. I had a colonscopy/endoscopy procedure almost two weeks ago. I also had a HIDA-scan and an ultrasound. To date I haven't learned anything other than I most likely have GERD.

Armed with another prescription drug to take my pain is gone. And I don't wake up with heart burn anymore. Which I didn't really realize I was doing until going on the GERD medicine. Needless to say I'm sleeping much better than I have for a couple of years. I still have a hard time getting to sleep but "Oh well."

I had lunch with Adj. Queen and CraftyMinx. This was the first time I talked with CraftyMinx. I felt totally comfortable with her. I've been reading her blog for a couple of years now. So it wasn't like she was a total stranger.

During this lunch I mentioned that I play Bunko with the neighborhood ladies. They laughed. It was a laugh that sounded kinda incredulous. So I wanted to explain why I play Bunko. I live in a neighborhood with HOA. I don't get to go to the meetings. I get to watch the kids. Really I don't mind that at all. My only probably is that PF goes to the meetings. And let's face it folks. PF is only a man. And pretty oblivious to undercurrents or even overcurrents going on in a room.

Thus I go to the "unofficial" HOA meeting. This is where I learn things about the meeting that I don't get from PF. Last year it was great because the HOA prez was a woman and the HOA secretary/treasurer was a woman. No big deal right? WRONG! Those two went after each other. Two strong personalities colliding. It was great. The gossip was juicy and riveting. Who needs soap operas when you've got an HOA?

Plus it is a totally mindless game of rolling dice. I can play it. I'm not one for games but this one is alright because I can talk and play at the same time. I've even gotten good at scoring and talking at the same time.

Well I haven't been to Bunko in about 3 months. PF was out of town one month and then I started working evenings so I can be with the girls this Summer during the days. I've missed it. I haven't heard the news of the neighborhood. Plus I've been known to win. In fact the last time I played I could have won the majority of prizes. Boy was that a rowdy night. My life was endanger. Preggy Mom down the street talked about running me over afterwards. Or at the very least knocking me over the head to get the goods. I figure it's the pregnancy talking.

This year has been rather sad. We lost one of our regular players. Her husband came home from Iraq and got transferred to Ohio. (She got pregnant shortly afterwards but remained sweet.) Then another woman dropped out because she's going back to school. She's learning to be a sonographer. One of the nice things that happened was one of the ladies' came by my house to find out why I hadn't been. She's a really nifty lady and I enjoy her a lot.

I have another friend that I recently discovered plays Bunko. So I'll have to remind myself to call her when we are going to be down people. I don't really like playing with "ghosts" because you have to think then.