The Un-Fun I Subject Myself To..

Just the other day, I was caught in an uncomfortable situation, yet again.  Nico was leaving my house to go to work, when he suddenly decides to pull out the hackey sack in my driveway.  Now, as I've mentioned before, playing hackey-sack is not a favorite pastime of mine.  I'm bad at it, and more often than not it's usually just boring.

"Hey, let's play a little hackey-sack," Nico panted, as he already was concentrating on keeping the sack from hitting the ground.  I guffawed.  Yeah right...

The next thing I know, I'm attempting to play hackey-sack on my day off.  Great...why do I always give into these things??  In the total amount of time that we (attempted) to play, about 25 minutes, I probably hit the sack 7 times.  We even got a rally of 4 hits going between us!  He was so happy about this accomplishment, he may have never looked so ecstatic....

Nico owes me big time for all these un-fun games I've had to participate in this week.  I'd say a proper date night & funded trip to Anthro would suffice...