I Want My Two Dollars

My husband is a gambler. He loves to play poker.

For most of our marriage he has had a regular Thursday night game. For eight years it was at our house (until Bunny came). Various and sundry friends would meet in our basement, drink beer, eat junk food, tell bad jokes and quote movies. Oh and they would play poker till all hours of the evening.

Not only did I allow this debauchery to take place in my house. I actually facilitated it by purchasing a beer fridge for Bubs one Christmas (and he's Jewish). Our basement became a mini-casino know affectionately as Scottawatomi.

Because I was the Pit Boss and ran the house, I wanted to institute a rake on each game. Not much, just something to compensate me for the loss of my basement (and husband) every other Thursday for eight years. My repeated requests were shot down unfortunately.

However, Bubs came up with an even better way to reward me for being an awesome wife. I get half of his winnings. It really is a no brainer because Wisconsin is a Community property state. But it works. I already incur half of his losses so why shouldn't I get half the winnings.

Usually its not much, five or ten dollars. However, if he's going to the actual casino, Potawatomi, or to Vegas with the boys it can be lucrative. Last nights haul $1. Momma's rich.