So today was to be the beginning of Wilma's butt takes on Barney's
What's that? Oh sorry Maintenance.
Our oldest son hasn't been feeling well, so we were on a bit of a time limit, like 3 hours, lol, in case he decided to come home at lunch. We should always watch the clock because we live within walking distance of his school, and he has come home 'just after' all kinds of things. It is only a matter of time if we are not careful...
It was time to go upstairs. He took my hand. Nervousness for everyone was felt.
While he looked over his weaponry, I plunged the house into our cone of silence. Every door was locked; windows closed, and locked, ( don't ask, I haven't a clue) then I went to turn on the T.V.
Barney laughing , "Oh you won't be watching T.V."
Wilma also laughing, " NO! I thought the noise might make you more comfortable. I was going to put on the satellite radio station."
Barney " What station ?"
Wilma, " Don't know, let's see if they have a spanking station. Oh wait. Greatest Hits !"
I decided on the 80s station because both Barney and Kevan, ( over at Hand of Love) seem to think my love of cheesy 80s music is a disease that needs to be cured, so why not associate it with spanking?
So the music starts, and the surgeon is still studying his utensils ( literally utensils).
Wilma " Oh my Gawd! " commenting on the song playing,
" Holding back the
Well that started off another fit of giggles.
Barney; " You're twisted"
Wilma:' " But seriously you can't make this stuff up! AND I was still impressed with my Greatest Hits music station joke!"
Anyway we proceeded from there. Perhaps once I wrap my head around how I feel about what happened and the aftermath I'll write about that. No I wasn't hurt...far from it. Right now I just don't know what to say, or how to say it.