I am extremely bad at playing board and card games. One Thanksgiving, I spent the entire time addicted to playing Mexican Train dominoes with my family. I didn't improve as the weekend went on - I simply lost by a larger amount.
However, one time, three years ago, I actually won a card game. It was a fabulous night where we played over cinnamon rolls and hot cider while listening to U2's concert that was playing from the stadium a mile or two away through our open window.
Two days later, I came down with swine flu.
Last week, on my roommate's birthday, she wanted to play card games. I fought it with the argument that I always lose and I'm too competitive to be able to handle losing. But since it was my roommate's birthday, I relented.
I played. I won.
Now, I'm sick with the flu.