Simply Michael....

Every other Tuesday I have a group of women over for bunco. It's part of our women's group so we can have quite a few women in our house. So Michael is in charge of the girls upstairs while I am hosting. Every night I tell Michael to get what he wants BEFORE it starts as he doesn't like to come down when everyone gets here. And every week, I get a special "message" asking for more tea or coffee. The first week, it was notes on a paper floating down the stairs, which had the women laughing. Then the following week I was playing and the phone rang, it was Mike on his cell phone upstairs calling me to ask for more tea. I nicely told him I didn't have time and hung up. So a few minutes later, much to all the womens enjoyment, Michael had found a tape measurer and had attached his empty coffee mug to it and was lowering it down from upstairs. I felt that had earned him the tea...plus I didn't want to see what he would do next.

Then last night, we had friends over for dinner and the girls decided to go get ice cream for everyone. So while we were gone, some meat salesmen came to our door and hit Mike up. They sale meat like Omaha Steaks does, in bulk, lots of steaks, chicken, hamburger etc. Anyway, I pull in and there is Mike, outside with the credit card. And to top it off, the guy selling had no teeth and my friend said her brother had bought some from that company and it was awful. We told Mike this but that didn't deter him. You see, Mike is the best saleman I know, by far. But he is also a sucker to a good sale too. So I enclosed a picture of all the meat he bought, which by the way he made me put away and we had just bought groceries, it was great trying to find room.