Mike has had some serious sinus pressure the last couple of days, and it seemed really bad around dinnertime tonight. I know what that feels like, when your face seems like it's going to explode, and it hurts so terribly. He doesn't complain about physical pain all that much (at least compared to some total weenies around here...no names mentioned) so when he says it hurts then it must be quite painful.
So, we were sitting at the table and everyone was pretty much done, except for Michaela (who I am convinced must actually be French since she enjoys lingering about her meal for hours and would indeed love dinner to include five courses-one of which should certainly be soup) and Mike said with a groan,"My eye hurts so badly that I think it might pop out!" The kids, of course, thought that was hysterical, and there was talk of at whom the eye ought to be aimed, and a lot of shrieking and ducking.
I told the kids that I had known a girl in high school who had a glass eye and could take her eyeball out of her head. They thought that was fabulously gross, and there was more shrieking. Mike had gone into the kitchen and come back to the table and caught the tail end of our conversation; he added to the hysteria by telling us that a football player at the college he attended (for one year, before he transferred to the school from which he graduated) would take his position as a linebacker (oh boy, I think that is right); this guy also had a glass eye which he would remove and then just before the play he would look up at the opposing team's player straight across from him and freak him out with his one eye!
Mike sat back down at the table and took off his glasses; he started rubbing his eyes and once again moaned about how badly they hurt. Then, it started to sound more serious, and he said,"Uh, oh...oh, no...oh, no! My eye!" and he flipped his hands out from his face and a small, round object went flying through the air, straight towards Christian!
Christian (who had been hiding behind Michaela's chair from the earlier pretend eye-popping episode) screamed, laughing and scooting backwards from the dining room into the kitchen. He quickly scrambled to find the object (a little rubber ball) that Mike had thrown across the room, as everyone howled and hollered. Mike went into the kitchen, doubled over with laughter, and I could hear Christian through his own laughter saying,"You fooled me! You really fooled me!"
I have not laughed that hard in a long, long time, and boy did it feel good. Now that the ball is rolling...let's see if it can keep on going!