B-I-N-G-O!

A few years ago, I became absolutely obsessed with a little game called Bingo.

"You're telling me that for $6, I can go play a game, where I have the chance to win money, kill an hour, play with some markers AND get free drinks all while doing so?"

Sold. Sign me up.

And sign up I did, at least once a week for a year or so. Then it got harder and harder to convince my friends to come along. "C'mon! We love Bingo!" "Katie, we never win." "So? We get free drinks and we get to DAUB!"

The craze died out and I had almost forgotten about how much I love Bingo. Until last night.

Jim, Payton and I headed down to the Gold Coast to get our Monday night daubing on. After running to the Bingo hall and pulling out cash to play, we get settled in our seats.

B-6, O-71, I-22...

A few minutes later, someone yells BINGO! And we all sigh and Payton is talking to me and I'm nodding my head but starring at my card. Wait. Wait. This can't be....wait....holy....oh.....my....god....."bingo.....bingo......I HAVE F*CKING BINGO!" Sorry, I curse when I get really excited. "Bingo! Bingo! Bingo!" And let me tell you, I was THAT obnoxious. I couldn't contain myself. I was screaming and laughing and, even right now, I can't help but smile like really really big. You guys, I don't know if I have ever felt pure joy like that (that I knew wouldn't come attached with a later consequence), in my entire life. The lady who is trying to check my card is cracking up in the microphone because I just can't get ahold of myself.

Keep in mind, at this point, I don't even know how much I've won. All I know is that I finally won at Bingo. After coming here 1,000 times, never even expecting to win....I've finally hit it big.

It may have only been $50 but it felt like a million bucks.