Hockeyfeet
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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.
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.