Every Friday evening I play canasta with three other women in the community. Now, we're all fairly intelligent with no obvious signs of aging. But if you had seen us last week, you would not have believed it.
For the first hand, the dealer stopped dealing at 11 cards each instead of 14. One of the rules of the game is that if you get a red three, you get to lay it down and take another card. Well, this woman constantly forgot to take her free card, sometimes for two rounds.
Later in the evening, none of us could remember whose turn it was to deal or who dealt last. Then, we couldn't even remember whose turn it was, or even who went last. At one point, I, as the scorekeeper, gave the other team a score of 200 for a canasta, when it's standard to give 300.
In spite of all the mistakes and forgetfulness, we all had a good time, with a lot of laughs. I can't wait for next Friday, it should be even more fun.