So...(you will learn that I love to use "..."s and also "-"s a lot when I write) the last time that I got my hair cut my hairdresser, Carry, was telling me that she plays poker once a month with "the girls". I love this idea!
Poker. Not Bunco like our mothers play (I apologize to any young readers out there who play Bunco on a regular basis). The problem is that only a handful of the friends that I would invite live in Keller or near enough to Keller for it to be convenient. But I think that between my Keller friends and their friends, we can find enough women to play.
The good news is that with a poker-crazy husband, I already have the poker table, poker chips, cards, etc.