Saturday, September 10, 2011

When It Rains - It Pours

Everybody wants a piece of Jessica these days. I'm very popular - it's rough. :D Work is nuts. Life is insane. I need padded walls.

Speaking of rain - the hubby went surfing this morning. He'd been gone for a while and all of a sudden it started to pour. That made me a little nervous, felt bad for him, but his board won't fit in my car and he's already wet so I thought - oh well - shrug. Then a clap of thunder so loud I nearly peed myself . . . and then I was freaking out. My man the lightening rod sitting out in the salty, salty ocean. Still freaking - took turns pacing and then staring out the deck doors. I was getting ready to go down there (and do what? I have no idea) and I glimpse him. PHEW! That sucked. He'd drifted pretty far while surfing so it took him a while to get back. That was enough excitement for me today. Hey - does my accelerated heart rate count as exercise?!

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  1. how am I a lightning rod - it's not like I have a metal plate in my head

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  2. Oh ya you had to have it replaced with the plastic one cause every time I revved up the microwave you'd piss your pants and forget who you were for half hour or so :D

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  4. can never have Alphagetti again - sigh

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  5. Oh wow, my heart was racing just reading that. Eesh! But fishbowl, if heart racing was exercise, i don't think either of us would be complaining about weight.

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