(I feel like that should be spelled "scategories" or "scattegories"...)
Subtitle: In which I demonstrate my capacity to obsessively hang on to details.
One time, I was playing Scattergories with my family, and for the category "Things you find in a dorm room" I put down "jigsaw puzzle." My dear mother scoffed at this. My father looked skeptical. My sister laughed outrageously. I, however, protested that I would sometime have a jigsaw puzzle in my dorm, and that surely there are college students who have puzzles. My family did not believe me, but they allowed me the point anyway.
Today, I found a jigsaw puzzle in a dorm.
It made me happy because I love puzzles and because it was fun to discover that the girl I'm going to room with next year does, too. But it made me extra happy because I vividly remember being doubted in Scattergories. And now, I have been vindicated. It's not as though it matters at all. But still. This means I win.
I love puzzles.