Monday, November 10, 2008

Quad Queens and Other Stories





It all started with Quad Queens. I was playing Texas Hold-Em with friends. The game came down to me and my friend Holly. We were heads up... and I was holding a pair of queens. Two queens came on the flop. I made my first ever four of a kind and I won the game.

My luck has gone downhill since then. Last night, Alex picked up Finn to take her to bed. He was holding her in his arms when she basically lost her entire dinner. Yup... the old up-chuck so to speak. Alex ended up with spaghetti and pears all over his beloved Steelers jersey.

While Alex took Finn upstairs for a bath, I collected their soiled clothes and promptly put them in the wash. Except... I forgot to check Alex's pockets. So I washed his jeans and his fancy cell phone too. Ugggghhhh!!!!

I hope that is it for the curse of the quad queens.

Memories of Dad: Here is a bad luck memory of my Dad. I remember once when he stepped on a pin and it went right through his toe. I was still a pretty little kid. So he acted like it was no big deal and pulled the pin right out of his toe. Ouch

Paul and Finn: Paul has started to use his exercauser. He loves grabbing at all the toys.

4 comments:

Alex Stanford said...

Wait, *your* luck has gone downhill? I'm the cellphoneless one who got barfed on.

SBP said...

Ha ha! I was thinking the same thing. Then again...maybe the curse of the quad Queens also extends to immediate family!

Anonymous said...

Hey, I'm the original bad luckee....I got quad queened. But at least it wasn't a bad beat....and if I had to choose between that and getting barfed on....

Anonymous said...

Oops sorry, forgot to sign my name to that last comment. - Holly