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And You Can Go to L
By coolgranny in The Paradox of Long Lives
September 10, 2009

Our Josie was the bunco queen tonight. Gals out there who get together for this game understand the title. I've been in and out of this get together for about 35 years, and it is like the game of Monopoly. There are just all kinds of house rules or group rules in each area of the country. I played in a group once that could literally cause bodily injury grabbing for dice.

This group displays quite a bit more gentility during these "ladies night out." "That's so special" comes up a lot when the dice just won't cooperate. Those of you who have heard the southern belle joke understand that particular phrase as well.

Josie is this sweet lady with a sometimes bawdy sense of humor. I don't know how old she is, but I do know that she just got back from over a month in the hospital. She had a heart attack followed by a stroke. She was amazing. Walking in with her walker, she glowed with good health. Her hair was fixed and her jewelry glistened. It was such an amazing couple of hours to see her in her glory. The Lord blesses me everyday.

My friend from L and I refused to play with each other except for the one required time because we just give each other a losing streak. I told her we were both two positives or two negatives and we just repelled each other. She's blonder than I am and said,"huh?"

At one point my friend threatened to take Josie's walker away from her and make her walk home. That big bottle of chardonnay seems to make blonds mean. I am the hostess next month, and I think I need to stick to pinot. I get happy on pinot. Poor hub. He's never had to put up with a hen party, but he moved us into this retirement community and will just have to adapt. Ten to one he will take a 4 day weekend that particular Thursday night. I'll just drink pinot, roll the dice, and laugh a lot.