We went to the drive-in last night with the Borggren's, and had a wonderful time. Richard was thrilled to be able to camp out in the bed of his truck, which was very fun indeed.
When it was finally time to pack up and go home, I realized just how stiff I was from laying in the hard truck.
I climbed down and went between the cars to stretch out. I bent at the waist to stretch out my lower back, which is when my forehead squarely met the radio pole between the cars.
Richard said, "What are you doing??"
As if I did it on purpose.
10 comments:
I'm sorry, but I'm laughing.
(Laurie)
Sorry I missed that. Also, sorry to report that had I NOT missed that, I would have maughed hysterically.
Hope you're ok.
*Laughed, rather.*
I'm fine. I'm maughing all the way to the bank.
Oh no. Hopefully it didn't leave a mark on your face...it's always fun when strangers think you're a domestic violence victim.
Good thing you bowed. In my experience those posts can't do-si-do for crap.
I would totally have done something like that.
thanks, richard.
hahahaha
oh thats going to leave a mark. lol. flippin funny. sorry.
Did you fall?
No, I am making snow angels.
Ring a bell. Why do they say that stuff.
lovemom
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