lovey said...
Just teach your wife/ partner to kite...too easy.Once She has a scorching case of Kite-Froth, her twisted mind will think much like our own.
Some of her recent comments are as follows:
(on going to cook islands for family holiday) " ...As long as it has lots of wind, a flat lagoon and childcare, I'm there..."
(on recently purchased kites)"...I'm glad you got a new 12 and a 9, but I think I should get a new 7m as well..."
(on family Birthday ) "...I've organised to have it at the beach, so when it gets too windy everyone will leave and we'll be ready to kite...."
Geez i hadn't thought of that angle at all

Of course i have tried to get her out there ya nong!!

She has never forgiven me after taking her out to the Yallingup break on her booger during particularly big day. It was big awright, but fat and whilst hideous looking, not really a danger as it just rolled through and i kept her way off the shoulder. She actually started hypervetilating!! At that point it actually did become a hairy situation! Still the upside is a nice cooked meal timed for just after sunset when i get home. Not all bad. Only need one set of kites and none of pink too!