Got me a foam finger today at the Omaha Night Hawks
game. Daddy and I went to the home
opener at TD Ameritrade Stadium. There
is something about football fans. I was
watching guys and gals yelling, baring their chests, and high fiving each other
while spilling beer all over. I’ve seen
this behavior before at office Xmas parties. I just can't make the correlation.
At dinner before the game daddy told me his Fantasy
Baseball team – the one he had ME draft while he was out of town – the team
that totally SUCKED the first half of the season – The team HE GAVE ME THE
STINK EYE over - is now in the playoffs.
I finally decided my parents are only allowed to sleep in
their beds. The other day I discovered
my mother asleep in the bathtub. It was
morning. Scared me to death until I
noticed the rise and fall of the book on her naked chest. Similar experience later in the
afternoon. Dad was home – which is
unusual. We typically don’t see him
until cocktail hour. He was in his
chair, watching TV just fine. A bit
later when I walked by his head was slouched to the side, his mouth was a tad
ajar and one eye was open. Sweet Jesus! That “lean back in your chair and then start
to fall backwards” shock TWICE in one day.
No more. Got me a bullhorn. Yes, I did.
I think this is why hubby got me a shower instead of a tub,, we have one yet only maybe 3 feet long,, not enough to even sit confrontable in,, maybe you ought to see about installing one of those walk in tub she wont have the room to sleep LOL
ReplyDeletePS.. back in the days of my dad,, If I ever let him drive,, it was to keep him awake at the red lights LOL
steph