Sorry I haven't been posting more. Things have been a little slow around our place lately for me. I haven't really had any firsts or anything to write home about. (Actually I guess that's more of a college kid saying isn't it......or maybe a military thing........be safe Cousin Bruce!!!) Since I started smiling, my parents are putting all kinds of pressure on me for a laugh. I'll laugh when I see something funny.
Actually, my Dad almost got me when he got home from the Seahawks game on Sunday. Does anyone reading know what happens when you work all the time, don't get much sun. then go to the Huskies game and the Seahawk's game on back to back days with glasses on that are really reflective? My Dad does now...........haha.........your nose gets REALLY BURNED. I'm talking second degree burn burned. My Dad looks like Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer. I might feel sorry for him had he taken me with him to either game. Alas, I got to sit at home with grandma one day and mom one day while dad was off watching football. He got what he deserved. (But don't tell him I said that because I hear he might take me to the USC-Husky game in a couple of weeks. I'm keeping my fingers crossed)
So yes, the sunburned red nose was pretty funny and I was just about to laugh..............then he opened his mouth to say something. Let me just tell you, I don't know where the sound that appeared to be coming out of his mouth was coming from, but it was not my Dad's voice. The voice that came out of his mouth when he opened it appeared to belong to a 70 year old man who has been smoking for 75 years. I think you adults call it "horse" (or is it hoarse?) I think you should call it "bear" or "moose" or something. He sounded like an animal, but it wasn't a strong powerful horse (like we've seen at the race track).
So there I sat, looking at my father completely mortified that aliens had come from space and stole his voice and branded his nose. So who do I turn to.......Mom of course. I can always count on Mom to be there looking beautiful and sounding like a canary. The only problem was.......Dad had her with him at the Husky game. And those stinking aliens got her voice too.............
I'm happy to report that as of tuesday, three days after the Husky game and two days after the Seahawks......Mom is back to normal...........I'm starting to think there is nothing normal about my father. And Mom says that there are 7 more home Seahawks games this year. (I can't wait until I'm old enough to go)!!!!!!!!
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