Tonight, Maria and I played the first board game of our married lives, we took out the brand new Monopoly game, tried to catch up with new rules, and went at it.

We stopped the game early because Maria had just come back from Belly Dancing Class and was exhausted. So we quit.

Okay, that’s not quite true. I overextended myself, ran out of money after buying too many properties too quickly, and suggested that since we were both tired, I’d quit the game and ceded it to her.

I bought everything  I could, then got stuck in jail. She kept piling up money, I’m not quite sure how she did it.

In other words, I got whupped.

She was very pleased. These games are going to get intense, I can feel it. Two intense and competitive personalities, she was a bit too happy when I conceded.

I’m going for a rematch tomorrow, perhaps during the last presidential debate. The game might keep the blood pressure down.