Similar to the famous high heal lamp, as seen in the movie A Christmas Story, my hubbie also gets the occasional "major award". He forwarded me the email stating that he would be receiving a major award for finishing among the top Flextennis players at his skill level during the summer 2008 season, but I quickly forgot about it. When I returned home from a weekend away the package was waiting. He opened it that night and would not let me forget about his accomplishment, he also asked me to note his big accomplishment on my blog. Between Kenny and Swede asking for entries on my blog I can barely keep up with my household responsibilities....that's why the house is in disarray, right. Good job Big K, maybe if you got that tennis ball machine out you could win it all.
Speaking of that darn ball machine. It had to be moved the garage the other day. It had been sitting in the office collecting dust, but a couple weeks ago Trey and Grace were being curious and from a couple rooms away I heard a real loud noise. They had figured out how to turn it on. I ran in just in time to be grazed by a tennis ball. Ouch, just what I needed, more broken veins.
2 comments:
We are so demanding!!
swede
That's hysterical.
And you started to tell me about the tennis ball machine the other day in the car but never finished. Glad you didn't get whacked in the head...you know...like Mylie did to Grace with the baby doll.
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