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OK - I must be getting old.  I can't even say that I really have a great time - but, I have joined the ranks of the BINGO crowd.

My cute new bag and glitter daubers
I have always liked playing Bingo.  I play it every year when the PMAA (a police association) has their annual game.  I play it when I go on cruises.  So on and so on.

Collection of daubers
The cush for my tush
When I was at the annual H.O.A. meeting, the president of the board was telling me about going to play Bingo at the Catholic Church.  Ted was there and I was telling him and he said - let's go.  So, Friday came around and I was kind of resistant - but, we ended up going.  We have hardly missed a Friday since.  In fact, last Friday I think Ted would have rather have had the Mother's Day dinner on our anniversary than having it on Friday - so he didn't have to miss Bingo.  I think he is more addicted than me.

The crowd - watch out for the "blue hairs"
they are MEAN!!
That first time, I got my cards and bought Ted and I a "dauber" to mark our numbers.  Since that day, I now have six daubers (two of them are a beautiful glittery color), a bag to put my pens and daubers and Ted found me a nice little cushion to set my behind on for those few hours on the metal chairs.  We've all had a chance to win, Ted's prize was the biggest.

KayeLynn was over one Friday and joined us - guess who is addicted now, too.  We are hoping to meet some friends with some cute geeky sons - one that is perfect for her.  I keep teasing her that we are going to find her a nice, handsome, geeky Catholic boy of her very own.         :-)

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  1. Only friday? Back home they played wednesday's & friday's. Of course it was for money, not "gifts". Some ladies were really addicted back home. :)

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