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30May/06Off

Memorial Day Weekend

Cooling Down
So, children, did you do anything fun this weekend? I drank a lot of beer and I believe I broke or fractured one of my toes. Oddly enough? Those two things are NOT related. Friday we saw X-Men, and while we were at the movies, we got an offer on our condo. We should see the contracts today. I’m trying to not care, in case it all falls through. Saturday was the day I busted my toe, so I stayed on the couch most of the day with ice, which SUCKED. Sunday was a BBQ at my parents, which was fun, and even with a gimp foot I was able to play goalie in a pickup soccer game with the kids (okay, I just sort of stood near the goal with a beer and wildly kicked the air every now and again), as well as get my ass whooped later on at backyard bocce ball. Yesterday our friends Liz and Jill had a big old pool party and BBQ, which was superfun. Everyone laughed at us because we travel with our own cooler and beach chairs. What? We’re professionals. We also made some new friends and caught up with old ones. Yay.

Today, the weekend has caught up with me and I am exhausted. Or perhaps the exhaustion comes from stupid Meena, who has an ENDEARING new habit of jumping on my chest repeatedly starting around 4:30am and meowing in my face with her nasty breath.

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  1. I took a softball to the face playing short stop at Buckeyball. A nice big black eye and a inch long cut – BUT I STILL GOT BACK IN THE GAME – Emilie was horrified at the site of my bloodied face, but it was a great opportunity for me to be the tough guy, which of course I loved.

  2. My cat is channeling Meena. She comes up around 2:30am and bites the end of your nose. She doesn’t understand why on earth we don’t think it’s cute.

  3. I’ll pretend not to care about the offer, too, since keeping fingers crossed didn’t really help the last time.
    And we keep the cats out of the bedroom, because we don’t want to wake up at impossible hours by a cat who is purring in your ear, or licking your face, because they want food or attention.

  4. This time last year is when I sprained my ankle.. it is no fun celebrating the long weekend when you can’t walk! :) My friends were boozing it up by the beach, and I stayed inside and read gossip magazines. In retrospect, fun times!

    How did I sprain my ankle? Exercise video…. DANGEROUS!

  5. Chuck is like Ross playing rugby :-)

  6. so, uh… how did you hurt your toe, exactly??

  7. I was walking to the couch with my morning coffee and slammed it into the ottoman. I still have no idea how it happened…it’s not like the ottoman is new or something. It’s always been there.

  8. Clearly, Meena is moving the furniture in attempts to hobble you such that she can enjoy more time jumping on your chest and blowing nasty breath on you.

    I hope you get a good offer on your place. E’s playing the same game right now on the condo back in AZ, so I know it can make you tense. It’s a good thing you guys are skilled at being professional party people, so you know how to relieve tension.

  9. Nasty morning cat breath is better than NASTY HUGE house centipedes…. I had one the other day… i screamed like a little girl… and then i dropped an old textbook on it. My cats were only interested in gently tapping the moving creature.. which is not what I had in mind. To quote.. “Kill IT!”

  10. Which toe did you possibly break/fracture? It’ll usually feel better if you flex it slightly and then buddy tape it to the next toe (except if it’s the Mr. Big).

    Have cooler, will travel! You and the GB are just a perm and a pair of mansandals away from being my parents.

  11. Bad. Kitty. Punt. I’m new to your blog by way of Hugh@gapingvoid.com. You’re my new favorite daily read. Sorry ’bout your toe but glad you had a nice holiday. Cheers!

  12. You and the GB are just a perm and a pair of mansandals away from being my parents.

    Shove it, Michael. :) I mangled two toes in the stubbing accident. The one next to my pinkie toe and the one next to that.

    Andy, welcome! Hope you stick around.

  13. But did you spill your coffee?

  14. We gardened, went to the drive-in to see X-Men and yesterday I went to the lake down the street from me with my friend and her kids. I got my feet wet, my friend took her daughter in the water. It was nice. I got some colour but I didn’t burn. All in all, a nice weekend. Then last night I pulled a Freakgirl and slammed my baby toe when I was trying to get into the shower. Not hurt too badly, though.

  15. Pulling a Freakgirl! =))

  16. Chuck, I spilled a little bit of my coffee, but not much. If I had been carrying Sean Preston Federline, I would have dropped him.

  17. What if it was a martini?

  18. Not a drop, baby, not a drop.

  19. She’s just saying that so I’ll let her and Maggie off the tiled surfaces when they visit.

  20. Just cover me in bubblewrap and make sure I’m wearing my helmet. I’ll be fine.

  21. Just a hole for a straw.

  22. I’m cracking up here.

  23. I always bring beach chairs and acooler to cookouts. I don’t understnad why everyone doesn’t. Or if I want to travel light I’ll just bring a cooler with a flat top so I can sit on that.

  24. We have something like this, which is awesome:
    http://tinyurl.com/lpbgd

  25. Those mofos hurt my back. I have a stiff fold out that has a little wing table that pops up. And I have a soft “sweat-proof” cooler that I take EVERYWHERE. It holds a case of beer and you can leave it on a hardwood floor with no leakage.

  26. It holds a case of beer and you can leave it on a hardwood floor with no leakage.

    Coincidentally, that’s number three on my What I Look For In A Boyfriend list.

  27. Dude, you’re on fire.

  28. I can’t believe he didn’t touch “stiff fold out” or “pops up”.

  29. I know – I had it all tee’d up.

  30. I love it when Chuck lobs me those softballs.

  31. You all need some sort of travelling variety show. I’ll drive.

  32. I really have to quit reading freakgirl comments at work. I was reading Michael’s comment about the boyfriend qualifications and snorted out so loud that people come running. I told them that case I was working on was just so funny. Thank goodness they bought it and tore out of there.

  33. I love how Chuck rates things now on how kind they are to hardwood floors. :D

    Michael, I’m fine if you don’t let me onto the carpet. Most people don’t.


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