Ever since we have been married my husband has wanted one.
At first it was easy to say no because we clearly did not have room for one.
And being the always consistent Domestic Goddess, I understandably made an exception and
was even willing to move to a bigger place when baby number one arrived. Then came number
two…then three…job (shouldn’t this have been first?)…house.
Now that we are living in our own home, it was getting hard to tell my wonderful husband that
other things should come first. (I mean, don’t we need new furniture so that the children have
something of quality to ruin? Let’s be realistic here, my children are young and I need to work
on my yelling skills before they turn into teenagers and the best way to experience this kind of
practicing is to lose something new and expensive.
Um, I mean I never yell at my children and I need to practice my un-yellingness
under tense circumstances.)
Well, now he has one.
Thanks Mom and Dad Dietrich!
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I can not tell you how excited he is to have a Ping Pong table.
He has been watching Ping Pong tournaments on YouTube and getting really good.
He works on his form, his breathing and the occasional battle cry, but he’s only lacking in the actual playing part.
What a Manly hubby I have!
The other day the hubby man spent hours on Amazon finding himself the perfect
paddle (I think it will work nicely as a threatening bum beater).
Oh, was he excited! (Have I mentioned this enough yet?)
But when he used a gift card from his boss, it didn’t work.
was very upset and finally called Amazon to ask why the gift card wasn’t working.
It turns out that his boss (I’m not referring to me his wife here, although I am THE Boss.)
had already used the money in the gift card.
Snicker!
HA! HA! HA!
I thought it was hilarious, my poor husband doesn’t think so.
He’s completely crushed; all the light gone from his eyes, shoulders sagging, the whole thing.
(And you wondered where the children got it from?)
So, what should he do?
