Oh dear...wanna hear about the time I peed my pants in 9th grade...? Or how about the time I went water-skiing with my cousin and his wife (and a BOAT LOAD OF THEIR FRIENDS) and as I popped up out of the water,thinking I was so cool on my single ski, they all wondered how I had seaweed stuck to me...but it was really that my swimsuit had been moved by the force of the water...and obviously I hadn't shave the bikini area well enough!!!!!! Oh.MY.GOSH. I was mortified!! And I have not been skiing since! I don't think I've worn a bathing suit since! TMI? Strange but true.
Oh, this gave me a good belly laugh. Several belly laughs. In fact, I'm still laughing. You poor dear.
I actually peed my pants when I was a senior in high school. Halloween. My friend and I were pulling pranks left and right, and I just couldn't hold it in anymore. (My bladder has always been about the size of a pea. When I need to go, I NEED TO GO!) I don't even remember what the final-straw prank was.
I am having a hard time thinking of funny stories about myself.
Here's a little, not-that-amusing one:
When we extract honey from our beehives, it's impossible to keep from getting at least a few bees mixed in with the honey. (We run it through a sieve to get all that junk out.) One time, a bee managed to get into the bucket of strained honey. When I was bottling it, I pulled the bee out and said, "I wonder if a honeyed bee would taste good?" And then I ate it.
No, it did not taste very good. But it definitely tasted better than a non-honey-coated bee!
I one time very UNKNOWINGLY ate half a caterpillar. I was very young--well, 13 or so. It was in our home-grown, garden-fresh salad. I was chewing on it and it just tasted incredibly bizarre. Once I swallowed it, I noticed there was another half to a caterpillar sitting there. I still get incredibly queasy just remembering it. It may explain my distaste for lettuce. My sister just loves to tell this story (and a good many others).
When are your new bees due to arrive?
I am so excited that you and Toby are getting a house of your own! Is there space enough for chickens or a couple goats or sheep? Or do you even want chickens or a couple goats or sheep?
I also once knowingly ate a dead ladybug. It was not at all tasty. Yuck.
The house! It has 2 and 1/3 acres, so there's room for chickens and/or a couple of goats or sheep if we decide we want them. For now we're sticking with bees and gardens and fruit and nut trees. T really liked having chickens, but we'll have to feel out how the neighbors would feel about us having them free-range. In the meantime, we buy our eggs from dr_fritz, whose farm is 3/4 mile from our new house.
I know I have a bunch but for some reason, I'm thinking of the time that my friend Ronn and I followed my dad around for the day. My parents were in the midst of their divorce and Ronn and I thought we would follow my dad around to see if he was cheating on my mom. Ronn rented a car (a BRIGHT red sports car) and we loaded into it with a video camera and snacks for a day of spying. We thought for certain that my dad would notice a bright red sports car trailing him all day...but he didn't!! We never found out if he was cheating, but we have video of ourselves laughing when we were following my dad in and out of a restaurant and trying to film him on the sly. This isn't very funny when I type it out...but I'm chuckling to myself writing it out.
Here's something else funny - in my family I'm known as a klutz because I have fallen down stairs more times than anyone else in the family. Basically, if there is a chance I could fall, I usually do.
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I actually peed my pants when I was a senior in high school. Halloween. My friend and I were pulling pranks left and right, and I just couldn't hold it in anymore. (My bladder has always been about the size of a pea. When I need to go, I NEED TO GO!) I don't even remember what the final-straw prank was.
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Here's a little, not-that-amusing one:
When we extract honey from our beehives, it's impossible to keep from getting at least a few bees mixed in with the honey. (We run it through a sieve to get all that junk out.) One time, a bee managed to get into the bucket of strained honey. When I was bottling it, I pulled the bee out and said, "I wonder if a honeyed bee would taste good?" And then I ate it.
No, it did not taste very good. But it definitely tasted better than a non-honey-coated bee!
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I one time very UNKNOWINGLY ate half a caterpillar. I was very young--well, 13 or so. It was in our home-grown, garden-fresh salad. I was chewing on it and it just tasted incredibly bizarre. Once I swallowed it, I noticed there was another half to a caterpillar sitting there. I still get incredibly queasy just remembering it. It may explain my distaste for lettuce. My sister just loves to tell this story (and a good many others).
When are your new bees due to arrive?
I am so excited that you and Toby are getting a house of your own! Is there space enough for chickens or a couple goats or sheep? Or do you even want chickens or a couple goats or sheep?
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The house! It has 2 and 1/3 acres, so there's room for chickens and/or a couple of goats or sheep if we decide we want them. For now we're sticking with bees and gardens and fruit and nut trees. T really liked having chickens, but we'll have to feel out how the neighbors would feel about us having them free-range. In the meantime, we buy our eggs from dr_fritz, whose farm is 3/4 mile from our new house.
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I'm glad I could give you a laugh...isn't that awful!?
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Here's something else funny - in my family I'm known as a klutz because I have fallen down stairs more times than anyone else in the family. Basically, if there is a chance I could fall, I usually do.
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