MTG on a Sunday
Each and every Sunday, my husband and I drop off our child at grandma’s and grandpa’s house and head over to Medina, a city close by. We have about five hours to get to the card shop, choose our MTG (Magic the Gathering) packs, draft, and compete. This past Sunday was no exception. Of course I won one game out of nine. I’m just not good at this game, but it is too much fun not to play. My husband on the other hand made it into the top four. And then… his deck pooped out on him and he lost. It was one of the first Sundays that we had to go home without a prize or extra card packs.
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