Cornhole is one word
Here's a typical conversation between my husband and me after the kids have gone to bed:
Hubs: You remember on our trip when the guys were out back to play cornhole? And Hope came out and asked if I'd ever played cornhole and I said I only watched it on ESPN?
Me: She probably wasn't ready for that kind of answer.
Hubs: I asked if I got extra points for hitting Tom, and he said, "Yes, but I know how you play."
Me: He knows your athletic ability.
Hubs: We played like champions!
Me: Where was Title IX? No one invited me to play.
Hubs: No women came out until Hope. And she was just watching. There wasn't enough interest.
Me: I didn't even know there was a game going on.
Hubs: Exactly.
Me: I think the game was rigged. I think you were taking bets for lack of anything better to do.
Hubs: People say the mob was around, but those rumors are exaggerated.
Me: Ah, cornhole....
Hubs: Are you mocking me? Wait, here.... There are 6500 results for cornhole on eBay. For all your cornhole playing needs.
Me: You get a cornhole! And you get a cornhole! And you get a cornhole! Everybody gets a cornhole!
Hubs: There are only 47 results for lawn darts. So there, cornhole is more popular.
Me: Do you ... need something to do right now?
Hubs: It's late.
Me: Mmm-hmm.
And then the Junebug cries in his sleep because we're probably too loud. Getting worked up over cornhole.
I love my husband.
Labels: the dad crazies, the mom crazies, this is why I'm crazy
posted by Holly at 11:41 PM
9 Comments:
I am so glad you have these conversations AFTER the boys go to bed - because ... you know ... kids have a tendency to repeat everything they hear ... to total strangers. And teachers. And Grandma and Grandpa. And the next door neighbor.
Cornhole, huh?
Florida is SUCH a strange place.
Don't all guys play cornhole when they get together?
I was too poor to play cornhole.
Where I come from, we call it bags and I like that better than cornhole. FWIW. Cornhole gives the hubs and I the giggles.
I LOVE cornhole! No good at it, but so fun!!!!
Too funny! I think it's good to have conversations like this with your spouse. Keeps things fun!
Okay, I need to figure out what cornhole is, because up north here? it has a slightly different connotation I think...!
I am absolutely incapable of playing, saying, reading or thinking Cornhole without snickering. I'm 12.
I've never even heard of cornhole.
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