The Biggest Loser

No, it is not a weight loss competition, it is a Yahtzee competition! Okay, maybe competition is too strong of a word since I apparently am no competition for my husband. You know, he is so annoying to play Yahtzee with - now, wait, don't get me wrong - I love the quality of the time that we are spending together, I just don't like to lose. Over and over and over again! You have to really know Craig. I mean he is like this with everything - he picks something up and it magically turns to gold in his hands. Well, it is no different with Yahtzee. He beat me so incredibly bad last night that I had bad dreams!!! My dad has blessed me with this incredible ability to add quickly. I got the brains and Craig got the luck! So, about mid way through the game last night I stopped adding his dice for him! It was a small pleasure after being beat so bad! And get this, after he rolled the perfect game, every spot on the entire sheet filled, SIX yahtzees, the whole nine yards - he wants me to add his sheet for him. Um, NO WAY!!! So he was forced to add it himself and when I got up this morning he had the two sheets sitting on the table with the scores highlighted. Wasn't that sweet. He wanted to remind me first thing in the morning that I'm a big loser. Thanks babe! I love you!