Remember back in elementary school there was always that one kid who would foolishly eagerly accept any and all dares by the other kids? It usually involved the jungle gym, or a tree, roof, bike, etc etc etc and also usually ended badly (think Flick accepting the double dog dare to lick the flag pole).
Over the past few years, my friends post craft projects on my Facebook timeline and because I have the time, I will make a brave attempt to create said projects if I can. Some of them have ended in fails, others worked out pretty well.
When my stepdaughter posted this to my timeline one day, it occurred to me that I've become, 'that one kid', the one who is happily egged on into more, and now outrageous, craft projects.
I was just about bursting by the time Russell finally got home that night. The normal routine when he comes in is that he showers and I finish up cooking dinner, and he comes into the livingroom to relax and I bring him his meal & ice tea. I knew it'd be awhile before he finally ventured into the kitchen on his own and I was just dying. So he gets up and when he did, I practically leapt off my chair and followed him, with a huge grin on my face. It was so enthusiastic that he looked at me and said, 'What was that? Are you following me into the kitchen?' I don't even know what I stammered out but I didn't dare lay a hand on my camera with him looking me so I didn't get the photo of his face.
He opened the fridge and his eyes got super wide in surprise as he took in the sight. Then a perplexed frown crossed his face and he says, 'Why is everything staring at me?' I busted out laughing. He looked at me quizzically and I said, 'It was Val's idea! She posted it on my timeline today and I just HAD to do it! Isn't that a riot? OMG I have been dying all day!! I crack up every time I open the fridge!!!' He shook his head and says, 'She's strange. You're strange.'
We're not allowed to play together anymore. ;-D (ha ha yeah right!)
