Monday, June 01, 2009

Wanted: Scrabble buddy

For years I kept thinking it would be nice to own a Scrabble game set. For years I kept postponing or forgetting about it. There was a time I was very passionate about it that I told whoever asked (including a few who didn't) that it would be an ideal gift if they were thinking of getting me something. For years, nothing came of my hints (I really should polish my hinting skills, or learn to be really pushy) but eventually Mr. Adam did the right thing and bought me one a few months ago. I was over the moon. It was not my birthday or any special occassion (those he has started forgetting-forgetting, shame on him, and I be too proud to remind him. I mean, the guilt when he finally remembers that he forgot an important day is well-deserved and satisfying for me.) so I really was pleased.

Now, I have the game, but I have been reduced to playing solitaire scrabble because he is usually too busy or uninterested to play with me. Or maybe he does not want to lose the game to me? He is usually very enthusiastic about playing Chess and he always beats me at it. But he knows that when it comes to word games I'm on the roll. Could it be all about the famous male ego?

Problem two is the little mintling who is growing quite an ego of her own. I can't do anything without her figuring she should be part of the picture. So a scrabble game is only so until she ambles over and turns it into a game of counting or roll-the-tiles or put-them-back-take-them-out-again.
So, nowadays it's twilight solitaire scrabble for me because I have to wait for her to go to bed, and then I can pull out the scrabble board. While Mr. Adam pokes around in his laptop and files, I sit on the floor with my scrabble.
It's funny how when you're not competing seriously, the good words and big marks seem to come easy. But it's not funny not to have a scrabble partner.

On the bright side, I'm loving the mental exercise (Hi, Ariaka, I have not forgotten).