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Parquet

My husband and I just played what we both say was the best Scrabble game of our lives. And we've played our fair share of Scrabble. I knew it could be a wild one when I, who had earned the right to play first, drew my seven letters...and used them all.

PARQUET. No, not as in "It's not butter, it's Parkay." Parquet as in "the part of the main theatre between the orchestra pit and the parquet circle." My husband said he didn't even know its meaning. And I, with a double word score, got not only a whopping 42 points for the word but an extra 50 for using all my tiles.

And so it went.

RETOLD. FENDED. ROUT. GARNET. NEWEST. POISE. FOCAL. REMOVE. TWANG. DAUB. HALO.

I even spelled the scientific name for a specific bit of the female anatomy and earned 16 points.

Even though I started out 92 points ahead, he somehow inched his way back into contention. 160 to 100...174 to 147...224 to 224...no, wait, it can't be!...240 to 259...oh no, it's slipping away...261 to 273...282 to 313. And with that, he used his final letter to spell GO. I had a "K" and an "I" remaining, subtracting 6 from my score and adding 6 to his.

A writer DEFEATed by a PHOTOgrapher. Ouch. A picture's worth a thousand words? Or at least 319 points.

Comments

AnneR said…
I'm regularly defeated in Scrabble by accountants. I feel your pain.

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