Thursday, August 03, 2006

August 4th, 2006 My Barbie Hero

Running With Scissors by Juli of Sew Weird Designs

"Head On! Apply Directly to the Forehead!"
"Head On! Apply Directly to the Forehead!"
"Head On! Apply Directly to the Forehead!"

Don’t you HATE that commercial! I was reading that since they started that commercial their sales have soared….hmm

“Sew Weird Designs, Buy them now!
“Sew Weird Designs, Buy them now!
“Sew Weird Designs, Buy them now!

Boy what a miserable hot week this has been. I know those of you in the southern states think I am a big whiney baby but...HELLO! I live in friggen Michigan not the desert! If I wanted to sweat while standing still I would have moved to Arizona! Here in Michigan we have two seasons, snow and mosquitoes. I am NOT about to add heat to that too. I think we have our share of icky weather and heat is for those of you who don't shovel snow. No, it just isn't fair, not fair at all, and I will not tolerate it!


Of course the kids drove me up the wall the whole time. Too hot to play outside, but too bored to stay quiet inside. I suggested they pull out the little pool from behind the garage to play in. What a great idea! So we filled up the pool while they found some toys to play in the pool with. Well, that lasted about an hour, then they were back inside slumped in front of the TV again. SIGH!


I was in the kitchen mixing myself a cool drink when I saw a car outside stop abruptly and a man jump out. I was standing their watching through the window as he jumped over our little white picket fence and raced over to the little pool. OMG! What in the H E double-toothpicks could possibly be wrong. I ran to the door and watched as this man pulled my daughter's "My Size Barbie" from the pool. I was frozen, not knowing if I should run out after him or just hind behind the curtain.
It turns out this poor man thought we had a child floating face first in our pool! How incredibly heroic to save a drowning Barbie! Should I go out and add to this man's obvious embarrassment, or should I just let him think no one had noticed. I chose to be a coward and hide in my nice cool house behind my curtain.


I would truly like to thank the Barbie savior. It could very well have been a real child after all. But my real thanks go to just how funny he made it all look. What do you think went through his head when he picked up that doll? And what do you think he told his wife about what happened when he got home! I will hazard a bet that he never tells a soul!


Just another day in my life "Running with Scissors".


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