Sunday, June 21, 2009

Too Big To Fail

My husband's Fathers Day gift this year was my allowing him to golf all day Saturday. I guess he's pretty good at golf. Or so he tells me. He's in a charity tournament every June, and unfortunately his team won, meaning we have possession of the eyesore above until next summer. I have no clue what a shark fin has to do with golf so don't ask. I suspect this will go missing tomorrow after he leaves for work and I'll happen to find it Memorial Day Weekend 2010.

The team name was "Too Big To Fail" and the event's founder deemed them having "a good chance to win provided President Obama doesn't mandate the redistribution of strokes to less fortunate foursomes." And you thought Republicans weren't funny!

Oh, I also got up with the girls this morning so he could sleep in. I'd say all in all my gift -- in female terms -- equates to 2-carat diamond stud earrings. Color of at least a G and no inclusions. Of course I don't have pierced ears but that's besides the point. Which reminds me: I got my ears sewn up many years ago after they tore and didn't get them re-pierced. But now I think I need some earrings to detract from my aging head. Big-ass hoops seem the logical choice. I'll report back on how many people notice my rejuvenated appearance.


  1. I didn't know you could get your ears sewn up. I sort of went the opposite route; I spent my teens and twenties getting pierced and am now full of holes where I don't wear any jewelry because I don't want babies ripping earrings out of my ears all day long. Every once in a while, I try, and then as I'm trying to remove my ear and expensive earrings from the death grip of my 15-month-old, I wonder why I can't remember not to do this.

    My brother-in-law is the lone Republican in the family, and I think he'd think that golf joke was pretty good; I'll be sure to pass it on. And I certainly think you deserve some jewelry for letting him be gone all day!

  2. This post reminds me why it's good to be single. My house remains as girlie as I choose for it to be...which is waaaaay girlie. But not in a gross Hello Kitty kinda way. Anywho, hide that sucker and fast! I mean, congrats to the Repub and all...but what a freakin' eyesore!

    And by the way, sparkly hoops are awesome for detracting from a tired, aging appearance (mine not yours). However, it's all good until one of your twins gets the death grip on your sparkly new hoop earring and you'll be back where you started from. Personally, I am going to the doc asap and filling my face so full of toxins that I won't be able to register an expression if my life depended on it!

  3. BTW, this title brings one phrase to mind "that's what he said" (ala Michael Scott)

  4. Mama Moxley, although the quality of the photograph is sorely lacking (clearly your husband is better in golf than in photography), the quality of the trophy itself shines through. For a brief moment, I even thought that a brown shark was roaming around your living room. I can only hope that someday my golfing abilities would warrant such a fine accoutrement to my household furnishings.

    - Toodles