Wednesday, March 12, 2008 Leave a Comment

It's official. I have joined the sorority of Stapleton moms and last night was initiated into that most sacred ceremony: Bunko.

What's Bunko? was my first reaction.

My first clue was the invitation, which said, "If you can hold a wineglass, you are probably overqualified to play Bunko."

Twenty-five of my neighbors descended upon my friend's house dressed in our best jeans & shoes to drink wine, eat bread & chocolate, drink wine, chat & gossip, drink wine, and play a funny dice game that requires very little concentration and allows you to drink & talk while you play.

And this morning, I have a headache.


  • Maria Lucas said:  

    yippee! the hazing is officially over. you're a true stapletonian (is that a word?)!

    dues will be billed shortly and after your first check clears, you'll learn the secret handshake ;)

  • Mel said:  

    Wow, 5 years and I still haven't been invited to a bunko game. I think I'm sending out and anti-bunko vibe. Glad you survived!