Tit for Tat
I must admit, I’m a revenge seeker. Well, when it comes to Ryan anyway. I’m ruthless. In September we went to a corn bust. It was lots of fun. Well, we had fun anyway. As usual we made a scene and started an impromptu water fight which everybody got involved in whether they wanted to or not. Someone brought out the water balloons, so I grabbed one and instantly threw it at Ryan. He was holding Mya and he used her to shield himself from the blast of water. Poor kid. What a jerk! Using his own kid. Sheesh!
After trying to convince a teenager to throw a water balloon at him to no avail, I decided to take matters into my own hands and dump a bucket of water at him. He got wet, then decided to play. He got me soaked with a water balloon, the hose, the waterguns and a water bucket. We chased each other around like little kids screaming, laughing and throwing water everywhere. I’d stand by people so that when he threw a water balloon at me I would quickly move and it would inadvertently hit the person I was standing beside… LOL… so much fun.
I knew I got myself beat cuz I was more soaked than him. I decided to waited till the opportunity would present itself so I could get him. The next morning the sun peeked through our blinds waking me up first. I opened my one eye and looked at him sleeping peacefully, his breathing was deep and he was happily sleeping I’m sure. He had his glass of water on his night stand still half full. Grinning wickedly I slowly and quietly sneaked out of bed. I tip toed to his side of the bed, grabbed the water and made a bee-line for the ensuite bathroom. I let the cold water run for a few minutes to make sure it was not just a little cold, but a lot cold…
With the glass of cold water in hand I crept quietly to my side of the bed. I checked my escape routes to make sure all paths were clear. Then with a swoosh, the water came flying out of the glass and hit him directly in the face… BULLSEYE!!!! heheh… a direct hit! Fabulous! Simply fabulous! I roar with laughter and jump up and down at the end of the bed ecstatic over my victory and the reaction. Ahhh the reaction. It’s all about the reaction for me.
Ryan shot up out of bed, like a bat out of hell. “What the hell Joanne!” he screams as cold water runs down his face, arms, back and chest… I just laugh even harder.
“I got you back! I got you back!” I squeal in delight, hopping all around the foot of the bed making sure I’m just out of reach. Grinning wickedly with mischief dancing in my eyes I proudly exclaim, “I told you I’d getcha! I told you! I gotcha! I gotcha!”
He just glares at me and flops back into bed, but quickly springs back up once he hits the cold, wet sheets. “You know, two can play this game,” he grumbles.
“Bring it on!” I grin still laughing and jumping up and down at the foot of the bed.
“I’m going to throw water on you when I wake up at 5am to go to the gym!” He warns still glaring at me.
“That’s ok. I’ll just get you back when I come to bed at 1am…. you know I will do it too!” I jeer.
He studies me for a moment, then sighs and shakes his head.
“ok, truce. You got me back. Happy? Now no more throwing water at me while I am sleeping. You promise?” he asks.
Although I am happy that he has admitted defeat, I am also disappointed that he has given up so quickly.
Sighing I respond, “ya, cross my heart, hope to die, stick a needle in my eye.”
Still grinning I tease, “you shoulda seen the look on your face!”
He responds by picking up a soggy pillow and throwing it at me.
“I can’t even go back to sleep cuz the bed is wet!” he complains.
“Well, just be glad that I waited until 8:00am instead of at 3:00am.” I retort still grinning madly.
“You’re nuts!” He grumbles as he gets up to go take a shower.
I just laugh as I quickly make my escape out of the bedroom.
*sigh* Another mission accomplished.