I was lucky enough to arrive at Mom's nursing home in time for their weekly Bingo game. I took her Chick-fil-a which means that she had to focus on her chicken strips with honey mustard rather than her bingo cards. I took over the cards, but apparently she didn't trust me enough because she kept double-checking the chips. Not only did she double check me, but every time we got a square she would say, "BINGO!" in a quiet yet audible voice. Thank the lord the bingo announcer couldn't hear her. That would have caused ultimate confusion.
By the end of the game she had won two, count em TWO bingo bucks! I imagine she will cash those in for some sort of cute little stuffed animal for Reesy in the bingo store.
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