I become obsessed with certain Facebook games – give them lots of attention, hours of my precious (ha!) time and then – like a flighty harlot, I tire of them and move on.

I haven’t visited my Farm in a couple of years – my Cafe has been left to serve the hungry without me and my City … pffft … don’t get me started on that.  I ran out of room and then there were so many challenges!

Became quite the poker pro, achieving level 80 something … Excelled at Yacht! Farkle and Words with friends.

Then I found the Game Show Network app.  Oh yeeeeees.  I live 10 minutes, 15 tops, from a casino.  But I could sit home and play Wheel of Fortune for free?!?

Oh the thrill of free bonus spins!  ^_^  The glee of spinning the wheel!

That managed to tide me over for a couple of months.  Then they announced (drum roll please) drrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr ….

“Let’s play Bingo!” Says my beachy friend.  (My son commented that he was a little feminine – I countered with ‘beachy.’ Needless to say when my ‘beachy’ friend announces ‘bonus ball!’ my son cracks up from the couch).

I’ve never played Bingo in an actual Bingo setting.  But it’s SO addictive!  Can’t stop.

I played this morning and when 10 balls in a row rolled out that were not on my card (seriously, what ARE the odds of NOT having 10 numbers in a row?!?) I felt my nerves fray – WTF?

There is a pamphlet that anyone who lives near a casino or who has visited a casino (or, a casino ATM) has probably seen:

I couldn’t help but think of that little pamphlet.  But it feels SO amazing when I get to mouse my little dauber over to a number I have!

My son is going to be spending the night out tonight – I’ll be alone with Facebook.  I’m not even going to pretend I can go a night without Bingo.

My beachy friend and I have plans.