Bruised Ego

I am reeling a little bit today. It seems that my pride and ego have taken a massive blow. Let’s dive into this and see what happened. My weekend started off kind of bad. I wasn’t really feeling good on Friday but I was looking forward to going on a mountain man rendezvous with my dad and my brother and my niece. About 3pm dad called and told me it was to muddy to go camp up there so we called it off. I was really disappointed to say the least. So I went home hoping to just get some rest, I wound up cooking dinner and doing the dishes so Brooke wouldn’t have to do them. I went to bed around 1 a.m. and since I have the absolute best wife in the world she let me sleep in till 9. I woke up Saturday and headed off to my in laws to get the oil changed in my car. From there I went to the church to get all the media ready for the service on Sunday. I got home and mowed the yard, then went inside and crashed until it was time to go to Josh and Tara’s for couples night. It was a pretty good time as usual the food was amazing Josh and Tara really know how to cook!
So now we get to Sunday, Fathers day a day where dad rules all and is to be highly exalted above everyone on this earth. Ok so not really but it’s a nice thought. We went to church as usual and after words we went to Sonic for my fathers day lunch..I love me some sonic, We got home and started the mad dash of cleaning due to the fact we were having Charlie, Carrie and the kids out for dinner. Around 4:30 I started up the grill and commenced the grilling of the hamburgers and hot dogs with my 2” spatula (Yeah I lost my grill set). And due to the 2” spatula I now have no knuckle hair on my left hand. We had a good time with everyone, I thought the food was good and I’m still waiting to see the trailer for “DORITOS THE QUEST” those are not that good of chips by the way. After dinner we all sat down and watched Brian Regan, If you haven’t seen this comedian you need to. From there I went into the dinning room to play a game with the kids and Carrie. This is where my ego and pride take a hit.
<----Sorry was the game we were playing, and if you know anything about me well I’m good at sorry, In fact I am the SORRY CHAMP! That’s right Amy I said it. But even the champ has an off night. We started playing the game and really I was the only one who knew how to play. I thought to myself “this is going be like shooting fish in a barrel, this will go quick” but I wasn’t paying much attention. I was giving the kids pointers and telling them how to play the game I didn’t really notice Carrie was getting all of her pawns into the home area. All of a sudden it was over..Carrie had won. “What the…?” I thought to myself. “did I just get hustled? “ Is Carrie a Sorry hustler? Broken and dejected I sat in my chair as one of her children Jack said he wanted to play again with only me. That made me feel better, but as the time was getting late I had to promise him I would play him the next time I saw him. But in all honesty thank you Carrie and Charlie for coming out to see us. I hope you had just as good of a time as we did, and Charlie…I’m ready for the chess. Well until Next time….Take Luck…Take luck and care for it…Take care of the luck you might have…