Apparently, Scrabble Season began today.
Last year we played what felt like a zillion games around Christmas time.
For some reason, I now have an association between Scrabble and Italian olives. We had a bunch of them last year and while we’d play, we’d munch on olives.
I have no idea why we did, but now a year later as we play our first game of Scrabble Season, I have an insatiable craving for olives.
I wonder which one of us will give in and actually go to the store to get a batch of olives.
As it looks now, with the letters I have at the start of the game, this could be the beginning of a Scrabble Season that brings Jennifer’s revenge from last year.
*UPDATE* We’re well into the game now, and I think it’s certain I’ll be losing. Throughout the entire game, I’ve had 1 consonant and 6 vowels. Just now, I sealed my defeat by drawing a 7th vowel.
I passed my turn to get a new rack of letters. It’ll take a miracle to catch up since I’m running 40 points behind.