eating out

A worn out deck of UNO cards lives in my purse. When we treat ourselves to a meal out, we get down to the competitive business of kicking some UNO butt.

If the service is quick, we may only get two games in. When, like tonight, there is more of a lull, we can play upward of five.

There have been dining experiences when I've won not a one, not even uno. But tonight against my tween, I smoked four outta six. Mom's delight!