absolutely no relevance

Mention it, and ye shall do it.

That damn *trampoline*.

After talking about it yesterday, adn having what amounted to being a really strange morning, I was websurfing and just happened to hit the Academy website, in that way you do you when you type the addy directly into the addy bar. And lo! Sale! On fourteen foot trampolines! And the protective thing that goes around them!

Like I'm proof against *that*.

It was assembled by me, my mother, and my youngest sister. One of the things we have all learned is that men are useless as the Source of All Assembly. I have a bed, an entertainment center, and now a trampoline to prove it. So we did so, in the blazing sun. I sweated for the first time since the beach last summer. And I--I mean, Child--has a trampoline.

We went over the rules with him exhaustively, once he came down from teh contact high of having one, since none of his friends do, and I marked up another mental mark on my I Am the Coolest Parent Ever. I, of course, tested it exhaustively before allowing his precious toes on the canvas, because I wouldn't want to risk his little feet. Afterward, I was ordered down by my mother and sister to let Child play on it.

Yes. Impulse buying is a bad thing. And I will be short lunch at the end of the month. But whee! TRAMPOLINE! *BOUNCE* And I mean that literally, people.

Other Things

tamalinn is doing a challenge, The Fifty-Five Word Challenge. Ooh. Big fun.

I remain completely and mostly unspoiled for Qaf Season Five, despite all the temptations of not one but two separate spoiler flamewars, which makes me sad, cause whee! Flamewars! And with people I know! It was *hard* not to click. But otoh--if the season goes bad, I so don't want to know.

Comments

[miella]

*bounce*

I'ma just borrow your tramp for a *second*...

*bounce*

Okay, maybe a little more than a second.

*bounce*

[seperis.livejournal.com]

*grins* Go right ahead. I'll push you off when my legs stop aching.

[miella]

*g* I dunno. I get pretty pushy about my tramp time... We might have a battle on our hands.

*bounce*

*bounce*

*bouncebouncebounce*

*g*

[linzeestyle.livejournal.com]

Oh, those massive trampolines? Scary fun. My little brother and sister have one, and after a *year* of resisting I tried it out a few weeks back. Proceeded to spend an hour screaming like a, well, girl and clutching the safety netting for dear life while my brother jumped up and down next to me in an attempt to render me airborne against my will.

Good times man, good times. *g*

Linzee

[marcasita.livejournal.com]

Definitely keep an eye on that netting. My daughter was at a friend's house and apparently theirs was worn out and came loose. She tumbled right through it but fortunately was already close to the ground and landed in a soft spot. Needless to say she's banned from that particular tramp. Good luck with yours!

[suzvoy.livejournal.com]

Trampoline! Eeeeeeeee!

[kelly-girl.livejournal.com]

Oh yeah I know about the assembly of things. The bf eagerly getting out his powerdrill and ignores the directions until the pieces-of-what-ever he's trying to put together make him curse and rant and finally look at the directions.

I put the kids' toys together and probably will for the forseeable future.

[kernezelda]

It's heartening to see a parent so intent upon testing the assembly before risking their child...

Bounce-bounce-bounce!

Assembling furniture and gadgets is my function in my family. Years' worth, and my best achievement was putting together a six-drawer dresser that came with entirely wrong instructions. Dude, I rock at assembly.

[burnitbackwards.livejournal.com]

it's not going to go badly -- it's going to be ahhh-mazing :))

[deadlychameleon.livejournal.com]

Whee! *bounce*

I was websurfing and just happened to hit the Academy website, in that way you do you when you type the addy directly into the addy bar.
Heh. Crazy how that happens, isn't it?