Monday, October 20, 2008

Taking a break...

Well, normally taking a break would be good thing, but as usual, we never do anything normal at the Corbett estate.

Story so far, life as usual *as can be. continues on at our humble adobe. Mac is busy making further plans for world domination, she keeps mumbling stuff about Poland. Anyhow, Haley is practicing her acceptance speech to the academy award for best dramatic performance while being tormented by her brothers. While the girls are busy with whatever it is that they are doing, Me and Reet are busy doing some basic housework, while Nate and Jere are outside playing. Well to make a long story short; when Nate asked if he could go outside and play with his friends, I said, "Sure, break a leg."

Nate, that just was a figure of speech!! Damn it!

Well Nate ended up breaking his leg in multiple places. Now how, do you ask, did Nate do this? Did he do it during this football play? (Nate and Jere's are in blue). Nope.

Was he surrounded by 15 Texas ninjas armed to the teeth, telling him that if he supported Obama they'd break his legs and send him to Alaska? Naa.



Nate received this injury playing one of the most extremely dangerous sports known to man: Frisbee. Or as he calls it "Ultimate Frisbee!!" which is the same as plain frisbee, but with the word "ultimate" in front of it to sound cool for the chicks.

Here we have the lovely Shannon Elizabeth
reenacting Nathan's accident.



So after rushing Mr Nate to the ER and having 12 medical Phd's looking at his X-rays and giving us that in their professional opinion: "Wooo wee! That had to hurt! Damn, that really looks broke to me!"

Needless to say, Nate ended up with a titanium plate with several screws running through the leg. And also an official notice that the football season is officially over for him. That leaves Jere alone on the defensive line to handle the nice 250lbs linemen.

-He'll be fine. If not, him and Nate might get matching casts! Cool eh?

Anyhow, Now that he's finally out of the hospital and safely home, I'm going to get some shut-eye.

hmmm, I wonder if I should tell him about the bag of marbles i left on the steps? naa, Maybe tomorrow.