Danger Will Robinson, Danger!

Skating... Roller Skating and anyone over the age of 40 is a cry for the classic line, "Danger Will Robinson, Danger!"

Saturday evening, the Cub Scouts had an outing called Skate into Scouting just to welcome the boys back and welcome the new boys into the Pack 260 of Brighton TN. We gathered up Andrew and the cooler or drinks and off we headed to the Munford Skating Rink (what you say, Munford has a skating rink?) Of course, put about 40 boys and their parents in that area it immediate chaos. IMMEDIATE. Kids on the floor changing into skates, parents trying and I repeat trying to wrangle their little dudes in and parents just watching in silence becasue NO ONE was listening. NO ONE I say! There was no telling where Andrews Crocs went until the end of the night and then it was process of elimination at that time. How do you spell eenie, meenie, minee, mo?

Any who, for those who know my sweet husband, he is 6'4" without his shoes on, so add a pair of traditional size 13 skates with those rollers on and DANG, My hubby was about 6'8" ....at least. I had no clue he was doing this but he did it and I looked up and there was the tallest skater I had ever seen. Just about stopped everyone in their tracks. "Mikes on skates, Mikes on skates" was the cry coming from the adults. All I did was make the sign of the cross and hoped he would be at work Monday morning without a cast.

He started out shaky and slow, very slow and when you are a leader, the little guys tend to use you as a stopping post so I was totally worried. He did great over time, going faster and growing more confident and I have to admit, I was impressed. And then it happened...... dum dum dummmmmmmmmmmmmm, KERPLUNK! There he went, down in all his glory! And all the friends there were watching but instead of helping him, all they did was yelled "TINA TINA, get the camera, MIKE FELL"! Poor baby, *click* poor, poor baby *click*. The nerve of them! LOL.

Today is Monday and I have watched him trying to hide his swollen left ankle to the point that I told him to go to have it check out becasue as much as we do not want to admit it. 43 year old bones are much weaker than 16 year old bones. But denial is not just a river, RIGHT?