Sleepless in Wisconsin II

Here we go again, watching the overnight bad news of the weekend and wondering why I’m not snuggled up and sleeping peacefully like my company.   Nope, I’m awake, on the couch wishing once again someone had a large frying pan to knock me out with.

Tonight I won’t tell you what ridiculous things I’ve been thinking about but I will share some points of his visit.

  • Trip home through several construction zones
  • Meat raffle
  • Burgers at Anchor Bar
  • Strip club (nothing I can talk about here)
  • Headaches
  • McDonalds
  • Garage sales
  • Nap
  • Dinner with friends
  • Drinks with friends
  • A hilarious bear story (if I ever figure out how to make it half as funny as it was I will write about it)
  • Company mows my lawn (yes I felt guilty about it….for a minute)
  • A drive through construction to friends in Spooner
  • A bean bag tournament
  • A severely dislocated finger and a trip to the ER (the host of the day)
  • Stories around the fire (nothing that I can ever repeat here)
  • A drive through construction back home
  • A displaced rib  (company)
  • Nap
  • Phone calls to friends for some sort of pain killers
  • Grilling and fire at home
  • Phone calls to chiropractors for help
  • Trip to chiropractor
  • Nap
  • Trip to chiropractor
  • Phone calls to more friends for more pain killers (yes I realize this is bad but he’s in some massive pain)
  • Trip to pick up said drugs
  • Dinner and fire with friends at home (discussing events from strip club)

After making this list I see we have spent a good portion of time in construction, napping and tending to injuries.  I can’t decide if that’s a good or a bad thing.  I do know we’ve done lots of laughing and we had a great time despite an injury that’s still killing him.  I feel bad about sending him home like that.

I am now so delirious I’m contemplating stealing some pain killers from him that we ‘borrowed’ from someone else.  I better go back to bed before I pilfer through his stuff…..I think the little shit is trying to hide them from me.

One thought on “Sleepless in Wisconsin II

  1. One could have only hoped a bat would make it’s way towards us. Pandemonium would have followed…
    and I wonder if over 60 year old men should be playing kickball (like they’re McMahon from Bears days gone by).

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