Last night was Bunco Night. That’s code for “Ladies Night”.
We meet the third Thursday of the month, and we play the Bunco dice game and eat great food. Oh, we also talk and laugh – loudly. The morning after I hosted Bunco, my boys told me my friends and I were too loud. Yeah, it happens.
Special thanks to my next door neighbor, because she insisted her glass of champagne be included in the picture. She has good taste.
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Lenore's Thoughts Exactly 
Love the pink!
A nice touch, eh? Pink die, pink feather… and of course… the pink champagne. Yep, my neighbor made a good call.
That glass of wine looks so inviting I could sip it for breakfast; it’s 7:45am here in Central, Florida … and I’m not much of a sipper.
Blessings – Maxi
Doesn’t it look fruity and light? It’s champagne. I’m not a fan of champagne, nor did I dry this – but it looked refreshing.
Blessings to you, Maxi.
Looks like a good time was had by all! I can’t think of anything you’d be missing.
Good times were had by all, for certain, Jackie! I hope you have a great weekend!
Hi,
Of course the chocolates got my attention before the wine. 😀
Great photo.
Me too, Mags! 🙂
Women after my own heart. Those are awesome chocolates, too. The hostess had awesome chocolates at every table. Mmmm, mmmm, good!
Our bunco host for tonight never emailed us. Nothing. No bunco. No ‘sorry.’ No ‘I’m dead.’
Maybe she’s dead.
Dude. That would suck. Especially for her.
Meh. Just go on and go to her house. Someone has to start the game.
I was really on a champagne kick during the holidays. I had a friend that would drop frozen strawberry slices in hers. Oh so good. But had to drop the champagne habit in the reality of the new year. Nothing better than a girl’s night.
Amen, Jamie. Girl’s nights are great nights!
Lenore that glass of champagne is looking beautiful. 🙂
Nice vignette.
Thank you.
I used to work with some ladies who had a Bunco night…
I had no idea what that game actually was at the time, only that I was a little afraid of it all, for some reason…
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My husband fears it, too. Not the game – the women. 🙂
Wish I were there. Could use a ladies night and some champagne right about now. Helping to plan my father’s funeral this week. Ugh.
Oh M2M, my heart goes out to you. I am so very sorry. It sucks, I know. Hugs to you.