BINGO!

Confession: I secretly love playing bingo.

So now that my secret is out, I guess I should explain my bingo love a little. It all started years ago when I was living in Dayton, Ohio. Now, I don't know if you've ever been to Ohio, but there isn't a lot to do there other than watch football, drink Miller Lite, and...you guessed it...play bingo! Okay, there were a couple other things to do, but not a lot. So, a friend invited me to bingo and I went. And I had fun. And then I invited my other friends, and before long we had a little ladies night at the bingo hall going on. We brought snacks, chatted, people watched, caught up on gossip, made up new gossip...and played bingo. Sometimes I miss those days, so I gather up my friends and neighbors and rally the troops for a little bingo therapy!

Saturday night was a bingo kind of night for me. So the friends I had convinced to play with me all met up over at the Boys and Girls Club Bingo on Portland Road. We went to the Hoot Owl session which doesn't start until 11:30 pm. That's right, we really lived it up! Late night bingo, YAY!

No, I didn't win anything. Everyone always asks. Its not about winning. Its about the rituals of bingo. The friends gathered round, the bingo callers silly jokes, daubing the numbers and the anticipation of ALMOST winning.

Don't worry, I'm not going to become a crazy bingo lady with lucky tokens and a personalized bingo bag or anything. Well, at least not until I'm an old lady. :) But it is a fun change of pace for a night out.