Sad, But True (And Funny, If You're Not Me)

Okay, so I was enjoying the cold misery of Tracey Michele when I came across this posting about a contest with prizes over at Me The Mama. And nooo, the contest wasn't how many links one can fit into a sentence!

We are being encouraged to come clean and make a confession to our fellow bloggers. Here goes nuttin', kids!

One evening many moons ago when the wifey and I were first married and were living on meager means, we had decided to have a romantic evening. We opened a bottle of wine and using wine glasses that we recieved as a wedding gift, sat down on our futon in the living room to watch a movie. Well, we polished off the screw-on-cap bottle of wine, and feeling quite amorous, and just a tad more than happy thanks to our liquid dinner, we moved on to the bedroom where we had a great time.

Afterwards, I got up to watch some TV in the living room where I had noticed that one of our cats had had an accident on our futon. I grabbed the first container I could find, an empty wine glass, filled it with warm water from the kitchen tap, and returned to said futon. Using one of my socks that I had discarded in haste earlier that evening, I proceeded to have at the stain, rinsing the sock in the water filled wine glass, as needed. It came out nicely, so I set my improvised cleaning materials down on the coffee table and watched a little TV before retiring to bed (to sleep).

The next morning, a Saturday, we got up to do our typical round-the house stuff, which included tidying up. I came across the wine glasses on the coffee table, and before I could think about it, decided to finish the bit of Chardonnay that was in one of them. It wasn't Chardonnay and after I told my wife what the liquid was, she laughed so hard that we almost had another accident that would've needed cleaning.

That's my true confession.

Friday Shuffle...Shuffle On Through Unadulterated Honesty

Yesterday Mrs. Pheasant and I had the opportunity to experience unadulterated honesty only in the way that can be provided by a preschooler. I had just gotten home...

(Back story - a few months ago, our son had been playing rough with the other kids and climbing the fence in the play yard. We've set up consequences with him since then. First Offense equals a warning. Second Offense in the same week equals no puzzles for the weekend. We've only had to be puzzle-less for one weekend)

Wife: Sweety, were you a good boy today?
Our Three Year Old: Mommy, I don't want to tell you.
Wife: What happened?
***Silence***
Me: Baby, did you push today?
Our Three Year Old: No, daddy.
Me: Did you hit today?
Our Three Year Old: No, daddy.
Me: Did you scratch today?
Our Three Year Old: No, daddy.
Me: Did you climb the fence today?
Our Three Year Old: Yes.

At which point, my wife and I thanked him for telling us and issued his warning. Life is good. Man, what will we do when our boys are teenagers?

Have a great weekend everyone! Take it away, Fred!

Dancing Queen by ABBA - a good song to start the weekend with. Fun.

Flower by Liz Phair - another good song to start the weekend with, if the wife & I had the energy and the opportunity for this kind of fun.
Note: if curiosity makes you look up the lyrics to this song, you will most likely want to make sure the kiddies aren't reading over your shoulder.

Blossom by James Taylor - a bit of a weaker song, but James could sing the phone book and it would still be palatable.

This Train by The Indigo Girls - a revision that was done very nicely.

Save a Prayer by Duran Duran - a nice throw back to the 80's.

Sending The Old Man Home by Jimmy Buffet - I think I'll request this song to be played at my funeral.

Every Woman In The World by Air Supply. Okay, who else was just taken back to a memory of their high school dance with all the boys standing against a wall and the girls against the other with no one dancing?

Show Me The Way by Styx. A great road song...particular when one is lost.

The Call of The Ktulu by Metalica - Ouch. To think that I once listened to this without the aide of Ibuprofen.

The Ocean by Led Zeppelin - rock on! Where is that damn Aleve?