“Ung – uuuumph- uuuuump!” Thwack!
“Argggggggrph!” Thunk!
“Ung – umph- omp!” Thwaa-ack!
“Argggggggrph -phoof!” Thunk!
“AHHHHHHHHH!”
“Ung – uuuumph- ump!” Thwack!
“Ohhhhhhhh!”
“Argggggggrph!” Thunk!
The sounds of Wimbleton will soon reverberate throughout our house.
My name is Liz and I’m a Wimbleton Widow.
4 comments:
Oh Lord. Every vacation we ever took that fell during a tennis tournament meant watching the darn matches from a cabin or hotel room. I think he has a bit of a problem.
Maybe we could get him into WA, Wimbleton's Anonymous? Maybe an intervention is in order.
Wimbleton runs from June 25 through July 8th. You were born on July 6th. Yes, I drove myself to the hospital, gave birth, and came home. Your dad, bleary eyed, looked away from the TV and said, "What the heck is that?" Now as PH would say, "You know the rest of the story.
Okay, I made that up, but your dad did tickle me through the Lamaze class, then informed me when I was in labor that I was doing it (giving birth, that is) all wrong.
Ok...you are definitely a hoot!! I am not a sports widow except on Super Bowl and I can live with that....love the sunset picture...pretty fancy!
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