My wife gives me many things to talk about...

I know it has been a while since I posted last, but I have been busy with work and all. However, I have spent much of the past week working on how to express my feelings over our garage ceiling. I think I have finally got the words together. For those who are familiar with Lionel Richie, the following can be sung to Dancing on the Ceiling.

Man, what happened here
There is dust in a pile over here
Somebody get a light
We need a repairman
Over here tonight

Oh, What a feeling
Wanda fell through the ceiling
Oh, What a feeling
Wanda fell on her rear end

The garage is full and that's not good
Sara and Chris dropped by our neighborhood
Our garage is packed to the walls
Ooh, it looks like Wanda is going to fall

Oh, What a feeling
Wanda fell through the ceiling
Oh, What a feeling
Wanda fell on her rear end


Wanda is about to lose control
When she steps to the right
If you see a leg hanging down
It will be alright
Hurry up and get her down
In the car and don't slow down
Come on, get to town

Get up off your caboose
Up off your back
Don't make an excuse
Hard to keep your feet on the attic ground
Cause when people go up there
They end up falling down

Oh, What a feeling
Wanda fell through the ceiling
Oh, What a feeling
Wanda fell on her rear end
Her leg lost its feeling
It's dangling in the ceiling
Oh, What a feeling
Wanda fell through the ceiling

(repeat as music fades out)


How could I not love this woman? She always makes sure there is a reason for my dad to come down. I think she just wants to hear some more of those great jokes.