I want a man who plays Hearts

Today, when trying to find something to do tonight more inspired than sitting in a bar or going to the movies, my friend Heidi and I hatched a plan. She has been talking about having a "game night" for years. Something where a bunch of us would hang out and play various board games and such. After she brought it up again this morning, I thought back to old times when I used to gather with old friends and play Hearts. We could play all night long, sometimes drinking and sometimes not, always with cool tunes in the background.

Suddenly, I am longing to host my own Hearts gathering! Or maybe Poker? I want to sit around my own table and play my own tunes and serve my company stovetop-popped popcorn and beer (or cocktails or wine. whatever). Maybe, in the wee hours, I would cut everybody off and give them a cup of fresh french roast coffee with cocoa. And of course, if anyone was too tired or too far gone, they would be offered the couch with pillows and blankets.

But alas, I have yet to find a single other card game lover. Are we really so rare? Tonight, it looks like the plan is to gather over at Heidi's and play board games. Which is fine, don't get me wrong. It's much better than the other event choices for the evening. But still...my craving goes unsatisfied.

I have now added this to my wish list for the future man in my life. God, would it be great if he played Hearts! Maybe he would have a couple of friends who also like to play. That seems reasonable. We could host the card-playing party together. Or I could host, and he could just stay with me afterwards. At this moment, I am loving my little fantasy. Now the trick is, don't get too attached to it...