So, the hub and I are playing a word-card game every night now. Okay, it's only be a couple of nights but he wants to play and who am I to say no. So...we're playing. I ADORE playing games and this is new for him and he appears to enjoy it. Do you know why he loves it? Because he's winning at it...a lot....a WHOLE lot.
The cards have letters on them and you get to make words and it's like gin rummy, so you can't go out until you have all of the cards in your hands making words and then you have to discard. It's challenging. Every hand you get dealt one more card. There are 8 hands. You start with 3 cards and by the 8th hand, you have 10 cards. It's crazy. I tried to spell the word "viner". He wouldn't accept it. Obviously, a "viner" is a plant that vines, right? Such as a pea or bean plant...or a morning glory plant...or a clematis...anything that climbs and clings is a viner, right? But the stoopid dictionary we have is a very condensed, skinny, "everyday usage" dictionary that is entirely inappropriate for this game. So, of course it's not in there. So...I couldn't use viner.
Last night, Peter used the word "civet". I said, "Ummm, what the heck is civet". Without looking at me or changing his expression, he says, "it's a cat-like mammal".
I went off. "No way buster, huh uh, take those cards back you stinker. I don't think so. That is NOT happenin' here." I think smirked and said, "You must think I'm pretty stupid."
Peter said, "Deborah".
That was all. That was all he freaking said. And then he laughed. He laughed really hard. I don't know how many of you have ever seen Peter laugh really really hard, but it's hysterical. When he laughs really really hard, it almost looks like he's crying. Last night was one of those nights. I'm certain you can guess why.
Civet: (n). A slender carnivorous nocturnal mammal with a barred and spotted coat and well developed anal scent glands native to Africa and Asia.