Karrie's Box of Thoughts

Monday, November 08, 2004

Chicken Shit....

Yep, that's what the hubby called me! But, more on that later....

Well, boy-child got his guitar amp. I got a call on Friday and in the background I could hear it. Hubby sez, "Guess what?! Dude got his first Marshall!" Awwww, baby's first Marshall - next he'll be working on his first Marshall stack!! Ok, storytime ~ Boodge is playing away and he's playing this bass beat that sounds familiar...and it comes to me, it sounds like the opening to the live version of Hysteria! So I pop in the DVD and sure enough there it is. The rest of Friday night is spent in front of the TV doing the entire "In your face, in the round" concert as the sixth member of Def Leppard! Boy-child and mom loved every minute of it!

Saturday found me at the post office begging them to let me pick up the package we had been waiting for for the Boodge's B-day. Seems the post office closes at 12:00 and I was there @ 12:08. But, they were helping someone at the time and the door wasn't locked and I didn't know until I had gotten in line and blah, blah, blah....I got the lecture, which I was fine with because I know I hated it when I worked in the bank branch and people came in late and I got my package. Glenn was thrilled and wore the jersey and hat the rest of the weekend.

Sunday had us up early for a 7:00am hockey game. Whatever happen to sleeping in?! And then a little sprucing things up for the wave of party boys...I still don't know why we bothered, I mean they're 9 year old boys, the place was trashed within 5 minutes anyways!! And this is where I bowed out. When I saw the first wave tumble out of the truck looking like clones in their matching SJHA warm-ups, I got my first twitch. I stayed outside vacuuming out my car. But then I heard it....the sound of hockey pucks hitting the inside of the garage door, more twitching. Then came the next wave, the neighborhood boys, thats when the amps were cranked and the guitar "solos (?!)" started keeping the beat with the pucks hitting the door. At this point, I called up Dede, asked what she was up to and let her know she was about to get company!

And that is when my hubby let go with his parting shot...."chicken shit" he whispered..."I heard that!" says I....and kept right on walking!!

A great time was had by all, BTW. The guys + Em had a blast, and I came home to a peaceful house, a hot bubble bath and a good book. A perfect way to finish up the weekend!

As told by moi8:56 AM ...

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