Chow! Pung! Kong!

Or in other words: Mahjong!
(Sorry about the absence here-doing a little thing called NaNoWriMo and will be MIA a bit until December 1.)

The West side. South wind prevailed. I didn't win, but I was so close.

We went over to a friend's house, Mr and Mrs P, for some fun and games.  After a yummy dinner, we brought out our Mahjong set and started out with house rules. Mrs. P had never played, though she had been to Hong Kong (I think...correct me if I'm wrong) and a friend of hers played. She was told she'd be "dead" if she ever attempted. Then again, at thirteen, most of us probably would suffer the same fate.

Our lovely hostess.

After a half round, we quickly realized that the rules to Mahjong were actually better than house rules and hence forth played Hong Kong Old Style Mahjong. (Singapore Mahjong was waaaaay too difficult.  Who knew!) The gents kept us in line and it was all "Pung! Chow! Kong!" or "Hu!*another word for Mahjong*" after that.

The host and hubby, or the keepers of the rules.  We had two pamphlets printed-- one for scoring (which we ended up not using) and the other with rules of how to play. Awesome job, gents!

My mom taught the hubby and me (or rather jogged my memory again) to play a while back on her gorgeous set and since then, both Mr. K and I have become big fans.  We've even played it a deux at our house, but it's best played with four.

All in all, a great evening.  We'll have to play again sometime before these Kiwis fly the nest. (*sad tear here*)

I guess that's all for now.

Until next time,
Bisous!