I have quite a few circles of friends, but I’d say that my biggest group of friends is my “scuba diving group”. Once upon a time we used to go scuba diving together. But now, you’d be hard pressed to find any one of us who has touched a wetsuit in years. We’re too busy with kids, mortgages, life. You know how it goes.
We still see each other often. We go camping together. We have barbecues together. We do outdoorsy things like bush walking, kayaking, boating, watching movies. We’ve created a happy little village for ourselves and our kids. It’s a rare and beautiful thing.
So it makes me beam with delight to see my friends (particularly this group of friends) all dressed up and without kids!
Tuxedos, bow ties, top hats, fedoras, shiny croc-skin pointy shoes!
Strappy silk dresses, flowing gold sequins, long satin gloves, pearls, fur, and diamonds!
My lovely girlfriend, Bec, celebrated her birthday with a Casino Royale theme party. There were card tables and roulette tables, finger food, dancing, entertainment, a DJ and a dance floor.
Now if you ask me honestly, I have to say that I don’t like gambling at all. Especially the whole “losing money” thing.
Plus I don’t like roulette. That spinning wheel? I can’t handle it. It makes me want to barf on the table.
But… I really like card games!
I played all kinds of card games when I was a kid and teenager and I am pretty good at it. Especially bridge, blackjack and poker.
I used to love playing poker. I can’t do a straight poker face to save my life. But, I can pretend to be a “ditzy princess” like a star. I’ll be chatting casually about frivolous topics like high heeled shoes, and then BAM I’ll throw a straight flush right atchya.
Look at me! I match the card table!
Because I can’t stand losing, it means I can’t play at casinos. My card playing skills get thwarted by my psychological inability to throw perfectly good money away. So I don’t take any risks, I am paralysed with anxiety and I play terribly.
But since we were playing with fake money at this party and I was amongst good friends… I enthusiastically DOVE HEAD FIRST into the card playing spirit. I could feel my competitiveness rise and rise.
As my chips multiplied like a single-celled organism, spilling all over the place, enveloping the table, I wanted more, more, MORE!
Deal faster damn it, faster! Quit talking! Stop entertaining us with card games, give me my hand noooow!
Unfortunately I lost all my fake money and I had to drown my sorrows on the dance floor haha.
Perhaps because everyone else wore black, red, white, gold and silver gowns… I kind of stood out and I received so many compliments! Which is lovely and all, but I really think it’s a strange Kermit the Frog colour! Thank goodness it looks ok with my skin colour.
My girlfriend also gave me a gift. A souvenir for the night. I was told that my dress had a split that was worthy of a racey, lacey thigh gun holster.
So I walked around all night, with this knobbly thing between my legs and used it to pew pew all the law breakers.
It was such a great night!! :)