Monday, September 15, 2008


In my earlier post I said something that I now feel like I need to clarify. I mentioned that going to the beach was ONE of the funnest days of my trip. Now, let me just say that is was fun for many, many reasons.

Watching Roxy run so fast she was quite literally skimming the top of the water.

Sitting in the sand laughing at Danni and Roxy playing....or maybe it was just
Danni playing....Im not really seeing Rox anywhere.

Admiring the tide pools and realizing that we were, in fact, admiring the same exact spot at the same exact time.

But even all of that comes in close second to the time we were sitting right here.

And Danni says, hold still, you have a Roxy hair stuck under your sunglasses. And then she proceeds to pull the hair out of my head. Yes, pulled it right out. To which I say, OWWWW....Im pretty sure that was MY hair. Maybe you actually found a gray one and it looked like Roxy's, but that hair was for sure still attached to my head.

And then there is this.

See that dark spot on the top of my wrist? No? Look closer. Thats the remnants of a nice, little bruise. This would have been the time where I was told that I needed to be schooled on how to utilize Roxy's leash. I was doing it all wrong. So, I am given leash usage 101. Shortly after that, Roxy gets to come off the leash. Danni pulls the leash back and totally tags me with the latch right on my wrist. OWWWW...I say. That hurt. Wow, Im sorry, she says. Its okay, I say. Not knowing at the time that she gave me a bruise. Which later she pointed out and asked me where I got that. And then
answered her own question...I bet you got that when I smacked you with the leash. Hmmmm...I bet I did. Its okay tho, I forgive you.

And lets not forget that very pretty, sunny afternoon where she says, Lets eat lunch on the deck. Okay, I say. That sounds fun. Somehow, the umbrella was only shading her. But I was okay with that. I like the sun. Even when it is 87 degrees of sun beating down on my fair skinned, blondish/brown haired head. It was still fun. That is until, upon minding my own business, I reach my hand down to use my napkin that has been placed ever so gently in my lap...only to get stung by a yellow jacket right on my thumb. Did I mention they have these crazy, stalker like yellow jackets at their place right now? Yes. Yes they do. *shiver* I can still remember that yucky feeling that you get when you are stung by a bee......

Even after all that great fun tho, I was very sad to leave. The week went by much faster than I ever could have imagined. But then it always does when you are in great company and having fun, right? But dont think for a minute that Im not on to her. I made sure to leave before these babies got ripe.

Or I just know she would have had me smashing them with my bare feet just like that I Love Lucy episode.


Pat in east TN said...

OK, reading your post was the PERFECT way to start my day ... you wanna talk about LOL!!! Good gosh!!! I only wish I could have been a fly on the wall during this visit.

Mim said...

I'm laughing hysterically, I can totally see you smashing the grapes with your feet! Roxie looks like she's in heaven!

GreyWolf said...

WOW, talk about used and abused!!!!
And she sounded like such a nice person. I guess all of those people who wanted to visit her had better think again!!! LOL
And the nerve of her to make you sign a DOS!!! Well if she intends to to do anything about breach of contract you can always counter with abuse charges. And here I was under the impession it was all fun and games and actually called you the trickster. My appologies!
I hope you aren't mentally scarred from these incidents at the hands of Danni.;)

sugarcreekstuff said...

Sounds like a big sis little sis kind of visit.
I think people would actually pay money to see you and Danni rolling around in a vat of grapes. Hey, I could collect the cash, provide popcorn and we could split the proceeds three ways.

frugalmom said...

sugarcreekstuff: Well, she is OLDER than me. Thanks for pointing that out. Split it three ways, huh? How bout you and I just share it and not tell Danni?

sugarcreekstuff said...

I've seen the bruises, I am afraid of what may happen if she found out.

goatgirl said...

Now I am a little surprised she didn't make you come all the way to Puyallup for an 18hr day.

Adventure girl wanna be said...

Hi there, thanks for stopping by over at my place. I love your blog. We both want to live on a farm;)

Maybe I will learn to be more frugal with your blog;)

I am adding you to my blog roll!

frugalmom said...

Pat in east TN: It was a great time. Im glad you got a kick out of it.

greywolf: For did call me the trickster...okay, I mean..there was that time that I told her that I was allergic to cotton....only after she had just purchased new sheets for my bed....but really...thats nothing, right?

goatgirl: you know the real story.

Adventure girl wanna be: I am so ready for that farm that you speak of. I can literally smell it already! And spending time out at farmgirl_dk(Danni's) place, well that just pretty much confirmed everything for me. I am on the right track....before long you and I can share farm stories!

Farmgirl_dk: said...

I can't believe you brought age into this conversation, Ms. Marcee-Maude. I'm almost certain that subject was included in the D.O.S. (Document of Secrecy) that I made you sign. Serious ramifications will come as a result of this blatant indescretion.
And you, sugarcreekstuff, here marcee calls me old and you call me BIG??!! Boy, it's a good thing I enjoy being BIG and OLD, or I'd really have a bone to pick with all of you.
Goatgirl - there's a lot more to that 18hr-daytrip-to-Puyallup story that I need to share with you sometime ;-)

Hey greywolf - how'd you like to come to Oregon and do some WORK? I'm a lot of fun to work with, really! :-) :-)