Last night’s game of Scrabble, on hold.
She’s winning as usual. Came out of the gate with a seven letter word. We’ll have to play piecemeal through the week or not at all till next weekend.
She usually reads the board upside-down. Doubtless she could take on a dozen challengers at a time, blindfolded.
Here are my letters. Too bad I’m not allowed to phone a friend.
Me in more carefree times