I played golf with my new golf clubs and I have to say that the rumors that I would suck less are untrue. I was in the golf store today and the fitter told me that I would get accustomed to them and suck less. He didn't say it with that much conviction though.
My dad got an exciting credit card offer in the mail today. Unfortunately he died in 2005. I wonder if anyone checks the lists. I was tempted to fill out the application and send it in just to see what would happen, but I was afraid I would actually get the card.
I picked up Sneedlet One this afternoon. He is spending the entire weekend with us. The ENTIRE weekend. His mom is at a retreat at the Marriott Resort here in our fair city for her gig at the social services agency. She is interning as a Marriage and Family Therapist.
Can you imagine being locked up with a bunch of social workers all weekend? I would love to be a Birkenstock vendor at that function. Cha-ching.
Yesterday, young mister Sneedlet One turned on the faucet in his bathroom and then pulled the stopper in the sink closed, just to see the sink fill up. Unfortunately he forgot to turn the water off and flooded the hall and bedroom. His mother's hardwood floor is bulged up. She's none too pleased. He denies doing it and says it was "someone else." No one is accusing him of lying, but no one is looking for additional suspects either.
We call this sort of incident the "bowling ball effect" in the Sneed house. When we moved into our new house in 1983, the brothers Sneed decided to bowl in the hall using their new bowling balls and smashed a hole in the wall.
I told the kids that their wanton disregard for our house would come back to haunt them when they had kids. So when daughter Sneed told me this morning about the mishap with the sink, she recognized it was karma coming around to bite her on the butt house-wise.
Things in this blog represented to be fact, may or may not actually be true. The writer is frequently wrong, sometimes just full of it, but always judgmental and cranky
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4 comments:
That reminds me of the time our city planned to build some low cost teacher housing units rather than just pay teachers enough money to live in the city where they teach.
After just one all-day meeting, I wanted to kill myself. Why would i want to live in a building full of teachers?
"Someone else"! Ha!
I would much rather have a hole in my wall than buckled flooring--but that's just me--i can do dry walling. I hate water damage...
But Maybe S1 has an invisible friend who is just looking to get him into trouble for some reason.
Oooooooooooh no! Yet one more thing that didn't go wrong at my house today. I'm marking that down on my list.
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