Firstly, I want to thank everyone so much for their kind and caring thoughts about Chuck over the last few weeks. He is wonderful. As a matter of fact, he and Lily took Hellion (oops, Helen) to her vet appointment this morning. I'm waiting to hear how that went. I can only imagine.
I posted on facebook the other day about Chuck and Helen. It went something like this:
Helen was in her crate all day. Helen pooped in her crate. Helen peed in her crate. Helen played in the poop and pee in her crate. Helen made poop soup in her crate. Chuck got home from work first! LOLOLOL! What a man. He had everything cleaned up when I got home and other than a few swipes with a rag and a few squirts of FeBreze, I did nothing. That is true love!
Anyway, sometimes when I have extra time to goof off I read blogs. Oh so addictive. Pam has the cutest face, the cutest blog and the happiest art projects. She recently talked about her camping tablecloth (post is almost at the bottom of page) which is super cute and happy and nice. She brought it up again today and I laughed out loud. Because it makes me think of camping underwear. Do you know about that story?
When Courtney was about five or six, she went with me to a lingere party. Remember those? Lots of "foundation garments" and at the end of the show the lady brings out the naughty garments. After showing black lacey bras and skimpy panties, she whipped out a pair of undies with a zippered crotch. Courtney was fascinated. What are those??? she demanded to know. I did what any mother would do in that situation. I lied. Well Courtney, those are camping underwear. The zipper is to help if you have to pee in the woods. She bought it. No more questions. Whew!
Fast forward to her first year of marriage. She was 21 years old. Had been away to school. In South Carolina. At Coastal Carolina University where many girls hit the strip clubs for extra money. Adele, Courtney's mother in law invited Courtney and John to go camping with her and the rest of the family. Courtney eargerly accepted. Man, I wish I had some of those camping underwear! she exclaimed. Camping underwear? Adele asked. So Courtney patiently explained what they were. Imagine Adele's surprise at Courtney's naivtivity. And sweetness. And how lucky her son was to be married to a special girl. Who didn't know what zippered undies were for!
And now for a happy picture of Lily. We went to a BBQ place the other night and the best thing they had was the concrete pig in the parking lot! Lily loved that pig.