I Survived!

Tuesday, April 21, 2009 | 0 Comments

The visit from my parents went well. Hardly any arguing at all.


Mrs. Loquacious said...

Congratulations. This is a difficult feat to accomplish. ;)

Michael Manning said...

Yes, it can get strained during the last day. But it gets better with time! :D)

Scary Phone Call

Thursday, April 16, 2009 | 0 Comments

I got a phone call this morning at 8am. I thought that it was either JD asking us to bring him something to school (maybe his chapstick ;) or it was someone from work (which RARELY happens, even when they really should).

It was my dad, and my heart jumped into my throat he sounded so sad. He started out asking me if I got his message yesterday. It sounded like he was going to cry. I thought, OH NO! SOMEONE DIED! I got choked up and prepared for the worst.

Nope, he just wanted to know if we'd be around this weekend, because he thought they'd come for a visit.
Like tonight. In about 9 hours.


Mrs. Loquacious said...

Gahhhhh! I hate calls like that. Thinking that something may/may not have happened to my parents usually brings me to tears, so I avoid thinking about this topic at all costs.

Sylvana said...

Mrs. L, I'm terrible during sad movies or the news because I can easily imagine the people in the story being people that are close to me!!

Michael Manning said...

Glad it wasn't serious!

I went disc golfing on Sunday. As we were driving on the second hole, I heard what sounded like a disc whizzing toward the back of my head. Before I could turn around, I heard it thunk into a tree. The tree was about ten feet directly behind me, and there was a jackass about 100 feet back grinning sheepishly and waving from our hole's tee.

What the hell! We are on this hole!

We finished the hole as quickly as we could and decided to let him play through. When he finished and approached, I almost gave him a very loud, angry piece of my mind.

But I withheld since I was with a friend and didn't want to embarrass him. He later said that he would have been OK with it. He would have just wandered off and acted like he wasn't with me.

Fair enough. But I was glad that I didn't say anything. Jackass's first throw on the next tee, the one that we let him play through on, he treed his disc into some pines!

Ha! Suck that Karma, Jackass!!


Conversation At Our House v.31

Tuesday, April 07, 2009 | 0 Comments

[JD came home earlier than expected today]

Sy: Hey, I thought you had jazz band and tennis after school.

JD: No jazz band because we had a concert last night. And they are having a match in tennis with only the best 30 players.

Sy: Where are you in the line-up?

JD: 50 out of 70.

Sy: Well, that's not that bad. I guess you just need to practice more.

JD: Actually, I could be better, but I don't know because I've never done a ladder match.

Sy: What's a ladder match?

JD: It's where you challenge a better player, and if you win, you take their spot on the ladder.

Sy: OH!! Like Highlander! Except you don't cut off their heads!

JD: Uhhhh...sure.


Lyvvie said...

Deathmatch Tennis. I like it! There Can Be Only One!!