Flowers Just Don’t Seem Like Enough

Ah, the mama relaxing on the hammock with her birthday girls.  Sweet, no? And looks comfy and relaxing too, right? Such a nice hammock. Makes you wish you had one in your backyard. Yeah. Well, not too long after this picture was taken I broke the damn thing. And my ass too.

The girls were playing in the yard and I was lounging alone in the hammock. I spied Big Daddy sitting on the patio with our friend and called him over. See, I thought it would be nice and a little romantic to lie in the hammock together and gaze lovingly upon our gorgeous girls. Well, Big Daddy got in and the whole thing crumbled under our weight. You know – two big elephants trying to balance on a strip of fabric really isn’t the best idea.

So down we went and I landed on a metal bar. And now there is a big purple bruise on my busted ass and it’s a bit swollen. You know what Big Daddy said when I showed him my injury? “And I didn’t think your ass could look any worse.” Such a funny guy.  Our falling was pretty funny too. Even we were laughing when it happened. Our one witness said it was a great show and too bad we didn’t have it on film.

But? We felt (and still feel) terrible about this! We just met our hosts that weekend and we break their hammock. First we drank all their wine and beer the night before and then we break their shit. Yeah, we’re great house guests.  They are the nicest people and were so gracious about it, but really we feel like jackasses. I’ll figure something out. Some sort of thank you for having us/sorry about busting up your hammock with my giant ass gift.