It all started early this afternoon. In light of the fact that our ongoing Scrabble tournament stood at three games to two, Simon quite naturally insisted that we play a game (he, in the vain hope that he would tie the score). It should come as no surprise to learn that not only did I win, but quite handily with two- seven letter words. I did NOT rub it in. Or, at least, if I did, not too terribly much. Well, maybe a bit. There may or may not have been a little bit of gloating, but not a lot. I am far too humble to do a victory dance – well, maybe just a wee tiny short one.
As you can see, all was well, until Simon INSISTED that we have an immediate rematch. Reluctantly, I agreed. And the game proceeded with me being as kind and as good a sport as it is possible for anyone to be. Surely I can’t be blamed for putting down three seven- letter words in that game and beating Simon by well over 100 points. And I smiled benignly when he attributed my win to luck rather than sheer brilliance. Nevertheless, let it be on the record that the score now stands at five to two. Simon has not asked for an immediate rematch. And my victory lap around the house really didn’t last all that long. I think a half hour is completely reasonable.
In other news, I should go on to describe the perfect Sunday. It started with waking up at 7 and not getting up out of bed until well after 8. Then there was a super walk with the dogs on Mount Tzouhalem.
Then, after lunch, there was an epic hot chocolate. I know this probably doesn’t seem like a big deal. But you should know that I have not had a hot chocolate since I was a kid. I’ve had a “thing” about not snacking and overeating for a very long time. Simon is being a good influence on me in that regard. I have started snacking ( can you say Garage power pucks?). And now, hot chocolate. Let me describe this to you: organic dark chocolate powder, organic whipping cream (partly poured into the mix and partly whipped and plopped abundantly on top of hot drink), sprinkles of nutmeg, cinnamon and ginger, and, the piece the resistance, a couple of squares of fine organic dark chocolate melted into the whole mix. Rich? You bet! Orgasmic? Heck, the big O by any standards.