Confession Time
Confession time February 9, 2000 Ok—this is a confession about the low, sneaky side of my life—about the most heinous thing I have ever done, something I can’t even believe I did but, in keeping with my desire to be completely honest with everyone I ever knew, I feel like I need to confess. So, here it is, its unbelievable, you won’t believe I did this—I, myself, can’t believe I actually did this BUT, here it is…I cheated at cards while playing with my kids. I mean, I was playing card game with my son and his wife, the parents of my new granddaughter, the first of my lineage, my key to the future, and I needed a set of three and a run of five. I had a ten and a five, six, eight and nine. There was a ten on top of the pile, and I decided not to pick it up, but then I changed my mind. But, meanwhile, I’d just peeked at the top card and IT WAS THE SEVEN! So, I changed my mind back and took it! I cheated! I peeked and changed my mind. I was so completely humiliated I couldn’t say anything