Hockeyfeet
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Ok, so this is the follow up to an event that happened last year at my kids bday party. For a recap, since it was a full year ago...here's the cliff notes....but I pasted the actual posting below.
LAST YEAR:
My daughter turned 3, we had a party, and rented a bouncer.
Late in the day the wife and I started goofing off in it....and then just laid down and started wrestling.
My MIL cam in and while my wife was on top of me, she started tickling my feet...really really bad.
For an entie year I swore revenge...
OK....so fast forward a full year to the kid's 4th birthday party. Same set up....inflateable bouncers in the yard...full family...the works.
Now, don't think that the thought of revenge on this day didn't go through my mind. But it was a full year later...and the situation would have to be just right...I didn't see it happening.
ANYWAY....late in the day the kids were sort of tired of the bouncer and were completely across the yard on the swing set.
I heard my MIL yelling for my daughter....and I looked over...and she was alone....in the bouncer...trying to get the kids to join her.
Right then, something snapped.....I had a mental block....whatever you wanna call it....I looked at my wife and said..."She's toast!"
I kicked off my shoes so fast and ran into the jumper. She was sitting down and knew something was up because she immediately "turtled" over.
I ounced on her legs and said "Do you remember what you did to me last year?!" And immediately started pulling off her socks.
She knew then...and was fighting me...laughing...and holding her feet together as strong as she could.....but I laid across her legs and got them off pretty quickly. At this point it was good natured fun...we were play wrestling...and I had her bare feet in a head lock.
Well...the moment that I had been waiting for after one full year was finally here....and i didn't hesitate! I attacked her feet with a 5-fingered spider tickle...and she imediatley started bucking. As I scribbled over her feet...all I could think about was..."these could be the softest feet I have ever tickled!" They were like butter!!! I couldn't believe it. That sent me into a mental state of disbelief....which made me tickle faster and faster. All I could think about was.."I have to keep tickling these feet..they are SO soft!"
THEN....because she's a pretty good sized woman...she wrestled her way down to my feet...and pulled my socks off! And AGAIN she was tickling my feet!!!
I couldn't stand the tickling...but the thought of her silky soft feet had put me in a transe....I couldn't get enough of these feet!
But then....I realized...she wasn't bucking so much anymore. So I did some finger raking...and between the toes...but the reactions weren't there. Then she says..."Ha Ha...I'm not ticklish!"
I couldn't believe it! NOOOOOOOOOOOO! The one shot I had at truly torturing her...doesn't work. Well....at least for a minute she seemed ticklish and had a good reaction....and i did get to tickle the softest feet ever...so it wasn't a complete loss.
And of course, this lasted about 5 full minutes before my wife climbed in the jumper and they both attacked me....and I got a good dose of tickling...so all in all....it was a win-win for me.
There ya go....my tickling fantasy/revenge with my MIL has gone full circle...and with that, has come to an end. I can finally rest.
Happy tickling!
FULL POSTING:
OK, so this is so NOT funny....
Saturday was the big BDay party for my daughter. It was insane. We had over 60 people here, 30+ kids and enough food to feed an army.
With that many kids we rented two huge inflatable jumping houses. The kids loved them. One was a huge castle and big enough for about 12 kids.
So the kids played in it all day and it was supposed to be picked up at 3pm, but the rental company called ans asked if we could keep it until morning. They didn't have any other renters and didn't want to drive out to get it. Which was great for us, the kids played on for hours.
So after everyone was gone, I decided to relax and jump in the castle with my daughter. It was cute. I called my wife to join us and we had fun. Some other kids joined in and my mother in law was watching through the mesh window. At the same time all of the kids decided to go inside and play video games so me and the wife just layed in the castle and enjoyed 5 minutes of free time after 3 long days of prep. It was a much deserved time out.
We did a little cuddle and started playing around while my MIL laughed at us. My wife, who's about 5'3, 110lbs started thinking she was tough and jumped on top of me and we started wrestling. I was near dead tired and she had leverage on me...I guess you could say she was winning...but I was comfortable so i didn't care. Once you're nestled in a nook you cant move too good on those things, so I just layed there fighting her off. not too hard. Then I feel something on my feet...my legs jolted....and I felt it again.....it was my MIL....she had reached through the door and was tickling my feet!
First, you have to understand...me and my MIL totally bump heads, we never see eye to eye. We have had some rock'em sock'em battles. So this may have been a little revenge on her part. And what did my lovely wife do? She pinned me down and told her to "GET HIM!"
It was murder! My MIL REALLY knows how to tickle feet! She has wicked winger nails and uses justthe right touch....I was so pissed but I couldnt sto laughing. This was one of those times where i really didn't want to be tickled...but couldn't get her to stop. I started cursing (thank god the kids were inside) but to her credit...she kept it up...laughing the whole time at me.
Finally she let up and my wife got off of me. I was a puddle of goo as I laid there for another 20 minutes. later that night as we were in bed, I told my wife that little stunt wasn't funny. She pretended to care and said....just get her back...she's really ticklish on her feet!
So, here lies my dilema.....do I start a tickle war with this woman...who drives me ape sh*t.....or do I let her have the upper hand and let it go?
Being the stubborn Sicilian, I'm most likely going to get even...but we'll see. I'll keep you posted.
LAST YEAR:
My daughter turned 3, we had a party, and rented a bouncer.
Late in the day the wife and I started goofing off in it....and then just laid down and started wrestling.
My MIL cam in and while my wife was on top of me, she started tickling my feet...really really bad.
For an entie year I swore revenge...
OK....so fast forward a full year to the kid's 4th birthday party. Same set up....inflateable bouncers in the yard...full family...the works.
Now, don't think that the thought of revenge on this day didn't go through my mind. But it was a full year later...and the situation would have to be just right...I didn't see it happening.
ANYWAY....late in the day the kids were sort of tired of the bouncer and were completely across the yard on the swing set.
I heard my MIL yelling for my daughter....and I looked over...and she was alone....in the bouncer...trying to get the kids to join her.
Right then, something snapped.....I had a mental block....whatever you wanna call it....I looked at my wife and said..."She's toast!"
I kicked off my shoes so fast and ran into the jumper. She was sitting down and knew something was up because she immediately "turtled" over.
I ounced on her legs and said "Do you remember what you did to me last year?!" And immediately started pulling off her socks.
She knew then...and was fighting me...laughing...and holding her feet together as strong as she could.....but I laid across her legs and got them off pretty quickly. At this point it was good natured fun...we were play wrestling...and I had her bare feet in a head lock.
Well...the moment that I had been waiting for after one full year was finally here....and i didn't hesitate! I attacked her feet with a 5-fingered spider tickle...and she imediatley started bucking. As I scribbled over her feet...all I could think about was..."these could be the softest feet I have ever tickled!" They were like butter!!! I couldn't believe it. That sent me into a mental state of disbelief....which made me tickle faster and faster. All I could think about was.."I have to keep tickling these feet..they are SO soft!"
THEN....because she's a pretty good sized woman...she wrestled her way down to my feet...and pulled my socks off! And AGAIN she was tickling my feet!!!
I couldn't stand the tickling...but the thought of her silky soft feet had put me in a transe....I couldn't get enough of these feet!
But then....I realized...she wasn't bucking so much anymore. So I did some finger raking...and between the toes...but the reactions weren't there. Then she says..."Ha Ha...I'm not ticklish!"
I couldn't believe it! NOOOOOOOOOOOO! The one shot I had at truly torturing her...doesn't work. Well....at least for a minute she seemed ticklish and had a good reaction....and i did get to tickle the softest feet ever...so it wasn't a complete loss.
And of course, this lasted about 5 full minutes before my wife climbed in the jumper and they both attacked me....and I got a good dose of tickling...so all in all....it was a win-win for me.
There ya go....my tickling fantasy/revenge with my MIL has gone full circle...and with that, has come to an end. I can finally rest.
Happy tickling!
FULL POSTING:
OK, so this is so NOT funny....
Saturday was the big BDay party for my daughter. It was insane. We had over 60 people here, 30+ kids and enough food to feed an army.
With that many kids we rented two huge inflatable jumping houses. The kids loved them. One was a huge castle and big enough for about 12 kids.
So the kids played in it all day and it was supposed to be picked up at 3pm, but the rental company called ans asked if we could keep it until morning. They didn't have any other renters and didn't want to drive out to get it. Which was great for us, the kids played on for hours.
So after everyone was gone, I decided to relax and jump in the castle with my daughter. It was cute. I called my wife to join us and we had fun. Some other kids joined in and my mother in law was watching through the mesh window. At the same time all of the kids decided to go inside and play video games so me and the wife just layed in the castle and enjoyed 5 minutes of free time after 3 long days of prep. It was a much deserved time out.
We did a little cuddle and started playing around while my MIL laughed at us. My wife, who's about 5'3, 110lbs started thinking she was tough and jumped on top of me and we started wrestling. I was near dead tired and she had leverage on me...I guess you could say she was winning...but I was comfortable so i didn't care. Once you're nestled in a nook you cant move too good on those things, so I just layed there fighting her off. not too hard. Then I feel something on my feet...my legs jolted....and I felt it again.....it was my MIL....she had reached through the door and was tickling my feet!
First, you have to understand...me and my MIL totally bump heads, we never see eye to eye. We have had some rock'em sock'em battles. So this may have been a little revenge on her part. And what did my lovely wife do? She pinned me down and told her to "GET HIM!"
It was murder! My MIL REALLY knows how to tickle feet! She has wicked winger nails and uses justthe right touch....I was so pissed but I couldnt sto laughing. This was one of those times where i really didn't want to be tickled...but couldn't get her to stop. I started cursing (thank god the kids were inside) but to her credit...she kept it up...laughing the whole time at me.
Finally she let up and my wife got off of me. I was a puddle of goo as I laid there for another 20 minutes. later that night as we were in bed, I told my wife that little stunt wasn't funny. She pretended to care and said....just get her back...she's really ticklish on her feet!
So, here lies my dilema.....do I start a tickle war with this woman...who drives me ape sh*t.....or do I let her have the upper hand and let it go?
Being the stubborn Sicilian, I'm most likely going to get even...but we'll see. I'll keep you posted.
