Saturday, June 7, 2008
Michael's Side of the Story (The Real Version)
Hmm... Been reading over this thing, and wanted to make sure the story was more accurately told, so... While doing "all the packing" may have been hard for Jamie, I think it should be known that someone did "all the carrying" (Isaiah on my shoulders, two backpacks, a suitcase in either hand, another bag strapped to one of the suitcases, Katie hanging off a leg, another bag attached by a rope and being pulled nicely into the airport), and not to say who that was, but HIS arms sure are sore... (Pay no attention to the cart that may have been cut-and-pasted into one of the pictures). So let's paint the true picture, shall we? It was a dark and stormy night. Michael had just finished BUILDING A HOUSE, and his arms were sore from all the hammering, driving, painting, and carrying. With his last wisp of energy, he manages to crawl his way into the cozy, warm house. And what does he see? A pile of mountainous luggage that had to be hand-carried (dark and stormy night, remember? Wheels don't roll in mud). And what does he hear? "Michael! I did all this packing, now you need to hurry up and carry this into the van." "Yes, my darling, lovely wife. I will do this for you, as I always willingly do everything that you ask." When I was finally finished, Jamie woke herself and the kids from their nap and said, "It's time to go!" So I limped back to the van, heading for the passenger's seat for some rest of my own. Jamie then tossed me the keys and said, "You drive first!" I said "Yes, my darling, lovely wife. I will do this for you, as I always willingly do everything that you ask." Whew! Too much writing, and I'm getting distracted with something else, so let's speed this up. Here's how a guy tells the story: Plane ride, many stops, 24+ hours later, got to Hawaii, scenery is beautiful, stuff is expensive, rainbows everyday, weather is great, no word on deployment, everyone's healthy, still working on getting in the pay system (but not broke yet), things working out, Go Colts! (and/or Giants), God is good--Amen. (Too tired now to paste a picture, plus, we already said "Amen", so that's it). Bye!
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