Life's Momentos and Herculean Efforts

As I was digging through JSH's jewelry drawer looking for my tuxedo cuff links, I found my Indiana University class ring. I decided to wear it out on Saturday night for entertainment purposes. If memory serves, the IU Alumni Association created an official class ring beginning with the Class of 1999. For those of you scoring at home (or even if you are all alone), I did take a victory lap before I finally decided on a major. Moving along, while I am extremely appreciative to have the ring as a keepsake from a major accomplishment in my life, it is no longer something that I could wear in public with a straight face (much like Saturday night). It looks like something Tony Soprano might choose to wear to the Bada Bing on a Tuesday.


At Antoine's, everyone took turns with the ring.







Below was JSH's turn:








As promised, here is another picture of JSH and I with Maestro Domingo:










Kinda looks like he had an "oopsie" in his pantaloons and JSH noticed.





On Sunday morning, before I headed to Bruno's to watch football with Tony, McD, Pizzle, etc., JSH and I moved my leather chair to the storage unit. Charlie Murphy
was not home at the time. Thus, JSH and I had to maneuver the chair out of the house, down the front steps, and into the back of the Spineless Brown Trout (my friend Steven's nickname for my 2004 brown....ish Chevy Blazer).

We managed to maneuver it through the front door and I was down the front steps with the heavy side of the chair. Almost as soon as I said, "Be careful the steps are slick from the repainting", JSH slips, drops the chair and the top of the chair pops her in the mouth. As a result, I am stuck holding the chair with no more support from the other side. I pick the chair up and move it 5-6 feet by myself while lifting it into the back of the car. This was a chair I couldn't move by myself 5 minutes before. You know how people sometimes do amazing things under extreme duress or pressure that they otherwise wouldn't be able to under normal circumstances? This was like that..............except not so amazing. JSH claims she heard me give a grunt/growl as I completed my efforts. I am not so sure that is true. She keeps making the Bionic Woman/Six Million Dollar Man "noises" whenever we discuss it. It was definitely a "you had to be there moment" because she was crying from getting hit by the chair and laughing at me all at the same time. I was laughing from amazement at how I got the chair onto the back of the car and crying from my hernia all at the same time.

Anywho, as you can tell---we had an eventful weekend.