LOLLOL. R used the word UNO in his response to my post and a couple of you wondered what that meant. LMAO.

Here’s the skinny–and then, I’m going to share with you a myth or two about what I thought UNO was–and turned out not to be

I cracked a joke a couple of weeks ago about how when I saw R again, we were going to play UNO in every room of my house (snort, snicker, snort). We hadn’t seen each other much because of his work (go figure) and let’s just say, it’d been a bit since Dakota had dealt her cards.

Once you play UNO–it becomes addictive in ways you can’t even imagine and you begin to find you NEED to play UNO often. As often as work and time contraints will allow, anyway. I really do love UNO. Especially seeing as R is the BEST UNO partner ever.

So last weekend my sons were gone and so was mom. R and I played UNO. He’s a great UNO player. LMAO

Now about those myths and legends…

MYTH–you can only play ONE round of UNO and it can only last thirty minutes.

MYTH BREAKER–au contraire. You CAN play more than ONE round of UNO. As a matter of fact–you can play 7 or 8, sometimes even TEN, depending on your game stamina…

MYTH–UNO cards are average in size or, worse still the SAME size for all UNO players.

MYTH BREAKER–see me blush at my mistake. UNO cards come in all sorts of sizes. However, I find I play UNO best when they are more than a handful and thicker in stock ROFLMAO.

MYTH–Watching Walker Texas Ranger is an absolute MUST after only ONE SHORT round of UNO and you should immediately leave the playing field.

MYTH BREAKER–Lies, I say. All lies! Nuh-uh. You can linger at the playing table–no TV involved. You can certainly shake hands with your UNO opponent after a game of UNO. There is absolutely NO law against it. It’s called good sportsmanship and afterglow of a game well played. Color me STUPID. LMAO

MYTH–You must play UNO in the dark.

MYTH BREAKER–er, well, it might be preferable for those of us who have old, worn cards. However, when played with the right UNO opponent, under the loving auspices of someone who thinks your UNO cards are RAD because they’ve been well worn over the years–playing with the light ON can indeed be fun. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

MYTH–UNO can be played with a partner you’re not so crazy about and who doesn’t always play the game fair and square.

MYTH BREAKER–Um. NO. I’ve found It is best to have a certain fondness for your UNO partner and the rules set up from inception, are best ADHERED to. UNO requires trust and a comittment to the game

MYTH–UNO is a multiple partner game–whether you like it or not.

MYTH BREAKER–Well, suffice it to say–you DO have to know if someone else has been invited to play a round with you. However, I find–one on one is certainly given to maximum game playing enjoyment and best suits my UNO needs. Yours may vary

MYTH–UNO should strictly be strategically played in one position…

MYTH BREAKER–Um, NOT. That’s all I have to say about that. LMAO.

MYTH–There is only ONE winner in a game of UNO. It is a selfish game of winner take all.

MYTH BREAKER–Um, again I say, NOT. UNO can be satisfying for both players when consideration, time, effort and a great deal of sharing strategies is put in play.

MYTH–UNO is a game that must be played on a specified day (in advance) and in a timely fashion. Thus, just before sleep.

MYTH BREAKER–No, No, NO! UNO can be played at ANY time of the day and it can be a spontaneously induced. Honestly, all this time I thought you absolutely HAD to play on Saturday nights between 11 and 11:15. I’m the most sheltered UNO player I know…Tee hee :

MYTH–UNO should NOT be played if you’re tired.

MYTH BREAKER–Um, again I say, NOT. UNO can, in all honesty, be played when you are DEAD tired because it’s good for the body AND mind and thus, allows a rejuvinating, restful sleep period afterwards.

MYTH–UNO must be the only game you play when with your beloved UNO partner.

MYTH BREAKER–Nah. You can do lot’s of stuff with your UNO partner that have nothing to do with playing UNO. In fact, I highly recommend that you find other forms of entertainment together and apart. It makes the game of UNO that much MORE invigorating when you do play

And the BIGGEST MYTH of all–UNO is not a game for the unskilled, inept and bumbling.

MYTH BREAKER–Oh, NO, this is a complete falsehood. UNO can indeed be played by beginners like myself. It is a game that requires you to learn as you go–practice makes perfect–more practice makes perfect. Okay, LOADS of practice is needed, but the inexperienced beginner will soon find that all of that practice can be a ginormous amount of fun

So, for those who haven’t played UNO in awhile–get yer cards out and start dealing. For those who were uninformed about the merits of playing UNO, go get ye a partner and play the shit out of it. For those who knew UNO was THIS much FUN, FUN, FUN–where the hell were you when I began my illustrious UNO career?

LOLLOLLOLLOL

Dakota
Beginner UNO strategist

Sigh.

Did you hear that?

A BIG, breathy, girlie, SIGH?

That was me.

Yes, again, I’m blogging about my honeybunch. He truly is the best.

Tonight, after he awakened from his comatose state, he said what do you want to do, Bun? He’d mentioned going to browse at his fav electronics store, Frys earlier in the day before nap two. R is the perfect combo of consumer and techie. He knows pretty much everything there is to know about junk and he loves to see, hear and touch all the new stuff that comes out.

So, being the girlfriend I am, I say, Le’ts go to Fry’s and browse, honey. I don’t much care where we go, or if we go at all. I just like to hang out with him.

Off we go to Frys and check out all of the new HD–TV’s and stuff and then we get to the comp section, which R really loves.

He’s all checking out this wee thingamajig that goes to your comp, but I really have no clue what it is. He asks how much storage I have on something on my comp and I go, dunno, honey. SO I go off to watch some video that’s caught my attention. Pretty, shiny things suck me in everytime.

Now he’s got this wee thingy in his hand (snort. That sounds lewd. LOLLOLLOL) the entire time we’re browsing and I still have NO clue it’s for ME. I AM lame personified.

He goes to pay–I go out to smoke.

We come home and he says let’s go put the wee thingamajig in your comp.

I see the package and it’s EXPENSIVE. I begin to balk–he shushes me. I balk some more, he puts it in my comp.

It’s this tiny keychain thing that holds all of my files from my comp. Like my MS’. I can take them anywhere and hook them up to any USB port and have my stuff. Do you have any idea how important that is to me?

Have I said how much I love this man? I wish he wouldn’t spend that kind of money on me, but he’s so thoughtful–especially seeing as I lost a bunch of stuff not long ago and he knew it.

Who needs some silly bunch of flowers that die when you have a thingamajigg AND a man that is that good to you?

Dakota