OMP! There I was this weekend, working on my laptop minding my own business since mom/dad deserted me and took Bashful on an adventure. That’s when I found this little bit of information on-line. I almost lost my piggy mind! We all know how much I love my strawberries around here at the Hotel Thompson. Heck, the more the merrier. But now Japan has done and did it. They have genetically mutated a BLUE strawberry. Squeals! Now, one part of me thinks how exciting and I would love to try one. While the other part of me, all I can think about is Violet from Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory – snorts with piggy laughter. What do you think?
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This month we were to focus on something that happened to you while you were a child. Something that happened that was funny… perhaps now… but at that time it was your shining what the heck were you thinking moment. This could have happened to you, your spouse, your children or your parents. Something that to this day you still can’t forget about without smiling and/or laughing.
This month we are tossing the keyboard to daddy because he has a story of something that happened to him as a child. With that in mind – here you go daddy!
First up I have to say that this picture is not me. Really, it’s not. 🙂 I have a cuter butt – ha! But this picture is actually on a greeting card and gives you a picture of my story. And friends, you can ask Fozzie. I can paint a picture – evil HA!
When I was probably the age of this boy, my mom had bought me my very first pair of cowboy boots. I ❤ those boots. I wore them everywhere – even to bed. Well one day, my mom roped me to the side and told me it was time for a bath. You know how boys are with baths – eeww. So we have to bring plenty of toys in there to keep us company. Mom fixed my bath and then left me to my business while she talked on the phone. That’s when the best idea hit me ever! I wonder if those cowboy boots were water proof. So I stumbled down the hall, put my new boots on that I only had for about a week and then jumped back in the tub in all my glory – my birthday suit with my boots.
I then splashed around getting water every.where in the bathroom. I filled my boots up with water and splashed some more. Finally mom called me and told me it was time to get out. So I jumped out in my glory and walked into the front room. That’s right… in my sloshy cowboy boots that were still filled with water on the hardwood floors and carpet. It was one of my finer moments in life. And no contrary to what my beloved says, it wasn’t just last week.
At first, my mom was like what the heck and had the frozen look on her face. Then her face turned red….and I still say an almost purple look from holding her breath not to cuss. That’s when she finally said it. Not the whole name you hear sometimes when you *know* you are in trouble but the, “You just wait until I get a hold of you little man” phrase. Shivers – that’s scarier than the full name.
So I learned a couple of lessons this day. #1 – Cowboy boots aren’t water proof. They were completed ruined from my time in the bathtub and had to be trashed. #2 – Mom had a beautiful color of purple going on in her face and looked more purple that day than Violet in Willy Wonka. #3 – Cleaning hardwood floors is hard work. #4 – Mom had a pretty wicked right hook on my cute little butt that day.