So for a couple weeks now I have been parading my family's quirks out for my own self satisfaction and more importantly your amusement, but now P wants me to tell you guys a few things...
First of all, P says a lot of my posts make it look like they are nuts and I put up with them.... those of you who know me know this is absurd! Either way he wanted me to tell you guys a few choice stories I hadn't shared yet...
Like about the time the dog did #2 in the back of the mini-van while we were on a day trip and I said "excuse me" thinking I had created the smell.... they all love to laugh at that one still...
Or the time I slipped on some ice in a restaurant parking lot and in an attempt to catch my balance started to run forward in a bent over position. If P had not grabbed the hem of my coat at the LAST second, I would have burst through the doors of that restaurant like a battering ram. (I did give those with a window seat quite a show though!)
Or about the time I was sitting in an old camp chair (You know the kind... $10 ones that fold like a bulky umbrella) that had a rip in it... I assured P, I was fine, I'd been sitting in that chair all summer at soccer games and track meets and the hole hadn't grown one inch... I didn't have the word inch out before it gave way and I was sitting on the ground with my legs in the air in the aluminum camp chair's death grip. They were all laughing so hard they were literally rolling on the floor and I had to fling myself over sideways to free myself...
Or about the time I lost my sunglasses, drove all over town searching every place I'd been that day to no avail. I finally gave up and went to Target, tried on about 50 pairs in their mirror, found a pair that would do, only to have the cashier point out that mine were on my head...
You get the idea... as I spin an occasional funny yarn at their expense... I have a million more stories like the ones above to share (I really wish that were an exageration)... and P will keep reminding me to share them!
Thanks for reading and not laughing too hard at me.... right?
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LOL! Oh my goodness...you almost got me in trouble at work. It's like a lifetime of Not Me! Mondays. Thanks for sharing! I dont' think I have the guts to share my most "me"-like stories. :)
ReplyDeleteJenn... glad I gave you a laugh...in the interest of full disclosure... these are the less embarrassing stories... I know, sad huh?
ReplyDeleteI have read to catch up to todays blog entry, and I have not laughed like this is a LONGGGGGGGGG time. ROFLMBO!!!!! thank you God for the gift of Rebecca, helping others to laugh, especially me, it is good for my soul. i love you sister,
ReplyDeleteOk, I was just browsing thru this morning and this post brought tears to my eyes! LOLOL I needed this this morning too. DD has a orthodontist appt this morning and just the thought of it is making me ill.... Thanks for the laughs! They brightened my a day.
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