But then, just when things started moving, I heard this rumbling all around me. It was just here and there in the morning, but by lunchtime it was coming every 5 minutes or so. Next thing you know, I'm in the car and off to some place I've never seen.
Once we were there, the fun really started. They put some microphone on mommy. I decided to knock on that thing every couple minutes or so just to let everyone know I was around. It wasn't to much longer and I started seeing a bit of light and people kept pushing me around.
Then I took what felt like and elevator ride (hard to figure out what's all going on when it's dark and your under water all the time. After that, mommy started getting kindof tense. I couldn't make everything out and there were some words I'd never heard before, but it seemed like she was hurting pretty bad and trying to break daddy's fingers for some reason.After that, daddy went away for 20 minutes and mommy got super calm. A little while later, another guy's voice started talking and told mommy it was time to start pushing. So, I packed my bags and got ready to go. But, you know how it is, your ride never comes on time before a big trip. So I just kindof hung out for 3 hours.
Mommy screamed every now and again and I heard the nurses talking about Brett Favre. I was really hoping to catch the end of the game, but they had the volume on so low and I still couldn't see anything. I was starting to get a bit impatient.Then all of a sudden I felt a squeeze on my head. Maybe it sounds like fun to you, but let me assure you that something getting pressurized onto your head ain't so cool when it's you and all you wanted to do was catch the end of Brett Favre's career in person.
But, at least that got me moving and a few minute later - there were some crazy bright lights. Next thing you know they're taking weights and measurements like I'm about to fight Roy Jones Jr. or something. There's a picture of that just above. Not my best look, but hey, it was a long day.
