I think I am on a streak here. A NON-Sparkworthy Streak! This will now be 3 blog posts in a row that has zero to minimal spark value.
Anyway, todays mindless blather is about something that just popped into my head about an outing my wifey and I had a bit ago. (Actually, I was looking at this rock on my desk ... and that made me remember this particular incident.)
We were at a lake park walking. (Wifey was done finishing some training she was doing for a triathlon.) We were on a path and stopped to look at something in the nearby lake shore.
Being me, I got bored and picked up some rocks and started to skip them across the water.
Being wifey, she picked up some rocks and started copying me.
We had a contest. Who could get more skips out of their rock. Who could get the farthest skip. In short, who would get bragging rights as the rock-skipping champion of the world.
I totally CRUSHED her. Her puny skip count was dwarfed by mine. My rock outdistanced hers by several feet ... likely several yards ... perhaps even by as much as a mile!
Ohhhh, I was sooo smug.
She wanted a rematch.
I said no way. I mean, why potentially give up my #1 rock tossing position? Why jeopardize my king of the hill spot?
Nope, I just stood there, smiling my (rock skipping) winning smile, looking out across the water.
Apparently as I was doing this, a family was coming up the trail. Just as they reached us wifey said REALLY loud –
“Greg, I can’t believe you just swallowed that rock you just picked up!”
The family gave a weird look and just kept walking past.
After they were out of hearing range wifey said to me, “So are we having a rematch or am I going to have to embarrass you every day?”
Sheesh ... and you all thought I was the weird one!