My Thoughts on Bingo Night
Please believe me when I say I had some fib at Bingo tonight. I had to recline in my power chair because sitting on my butt for too long in my power chair makes or sore. I even tooted a few times because my bowels are moving tonight. Oh, my goodness, I am so glad that I did not get bowel in my underwear. That would have been embarrassing and I mean very embarrassing for both of us. JP helped with my bingo card, and I won three games.
There was a good a good crowd for bingo tonight. Even KW and her mother-in-law were playing bingo, and other neighbors were playing along and having a good time. The only part of me that was not having a good time was my butt siting in my recliner for three hours.
There were neighbors I did not know existed and there was this neighbor I did not like at all as she left the room with her gift because she was tired of people trading for her gift and when she left, JP thought she was being a sourpuss. I had to agree. She thinks, JP, that this neighbor should be exempt from the next bingo night, and a trustworthy neighbor said that she will talk to this neighbor about being what she is, a sourpuss. I do not blame JP for her thoughts even though the bingo caller said that you find people like that on bingo night all the time.
