For the last few months Blog-Stedman and I have had a little obsession.
It might even be an addiction.
But since we both do it, we rationalize that it is OK.
When done well, it can cause an extreme high.
Yes, we admit we are playing Words with Friends on our iPhones…
Shhh….don’t tell Words with Friends that there is a really similar game called Scrabble except Scrabble doesn’t give 10 points for a “j”.
We started out just playing a game over a few days. Then play escalated. Soon we were playing 2, 3 even 4 games at a time. We found ourselves in the living room on opposite sides of the couch furiously playing each other. Silently…with a little trash talking.
One night we had a babysitter, went out to eat and played Words over gourmet pizza sitting across from each other in a booth.
Onlookers were probably frightened for our relationship.
We were staying even. He would win a game. I would win a game.
Then HE started 8 games.
Yes, and I am here to report that 8 games can kill the joy.
He took it too far.
Oh the pressure of never catching up.
I lost the love of the game. I lost all 8 games.
I was talking to Shauna on the phone the other day and she mentioned that she and her husband had plans on Friday evening.
I asked what they were going to do and she answered tentatively, “go to our favorite hangout in Dallas…and play Words“.
Other people do that too?
Turns out that she and her husband have been playing against each other ever since she got her new phone.
When my husband found out that Shauna was playing Words he invited her to play a game.
Isn’t that almost like cheating? I mean, I am his WIFE.
This sudden addition of competition has caused me to perk up my play…