Making Good On A Promise

Last week I made a promise to Trent Edwards and even though I'm certain he didn't take me seriously because he didn't even get close to scoring a touchdown, I'm going to make good on it.
I don't have to heart to say anything else about this game except I kind of wish I could rewatch it on dvr or something so I could see where it all fell apart. And then I could cry.
I bet you are grateful I can't rewatch it because then you'd have to listen* to me drivel on about it, instead I give you, bad hair. (and not my own.)


Please, please, please score a touchdown next week. I'm begging you.

* I understand that you are not technically listening. I promise I'll write about something else soon. I'm tired and need to educate my children so they can get good jobs and support me. I'll be back soon.



3 comments:

Punk said...

My love, I think it's safe to say that we, your dedicated readers, have nothing to add.

Sorry for your loss. So to speak.

Dione said...

I didn't take your threat seriously, because Trent usually looks pretty hot, but yeah... he should have listened to you!

Rachel@just another day in paradise said...

OK. Lesson learned: Stay on Missy's good side, because we ALL have dangerously bad pics in our past. . .