March Euchre
I'm not going to talk about politics today (collective sigh of relief).
Nope. Today, I will just remind you of every post I've ever made about our neighborhood Euchre night. (In case you forgot, it means lots of eating, very little winning.)
Of course there was also a special guest. One of those "way-out-of-my-league" types who I couldn't even look at head-on for more than a few seconds. I'm sure I'm not the only one who has this problem, but it makes me feel rather silly.
Nope. Today, I will just remind you of every post I've ever made about our neighborhood Euchre night. (In case you forgot, it means lots of eating, very little winning.)
Of course there was also a special guest. One of those "way-out-of-my-league" types who I couldn't even look at head-on for more than a few seconds. I'm sure I'm not the only one who has this problem, but it makes me feel rather silly.