Officially caught up! How about that storm from last night?! That was scary...Not going
to lie I was super scared. The last time I remember being in a tornado watch was when I was in second grade. I remember my neighbor's tree fell on their house the wind was so strong, so I guess this one wasn't nearly as bad as that one...Good times. Oh and I guess the Spurs won...so yay basketball? lol anyways I hope you are safe and sound and content with the basketball world...yeah. Also can we just talk about that since its June that the blizzard of the month is s'mores and that just so happens to by my favorite blizzard of all time...so if you haven't gotten one yet. Go. Enjoy. You're welcome.
Memory #137
So I'm about to get real with ya'll, because today I unveil my deep dark not so secret secret. It happened when I was younger and it makes me laugh now but lets just say Sambo would not find it funny. When I was in 2nd or 3rd grade, and Sam was not in school yet...I think, the only way Sam would go to bed is if he had a video playing in the background. And it drove me absolutely nuts! I could never go to bed with his video playing because it distracted me and then I would wake up the next day really tired. So I had to come up with a game plan to stop this, that you know didn't involve asking my parents to get Sam to quiet down at night...because that would make sense and I'm not a very logical child. I knew the only way Sam would be stripped of his television privileges is if he got in trouble. Before Sam was in his room, and before my dad came to tuck us in and make the toilet check to see if Sam had flushed (because boys are smelly and gross) I went into Sam's bathroom and grabbed the first bottle of stuff I could find and I squeezed out the contents onto Sam's toilet seat...Yeah. That was my grand scheme folks. I was brilliant. Really. It's kind of embarrassing. Anyways my dad made the check and Sam got in trouble but that wasn't enough. I did this for three days straight. I kid you not. On the last day Sam's TV privileges were revoked and I got my first good night of sleep, surprisingly enough. I guess my sense of guilt hadn't been completely developed at that point. Pure evil mastermind right here.
Anyways so I kept this dark and dirty secret to myself for at least eight years until one day I randomly told my mom. My mom was completely shocked but she wasn't even really mad. She did inform me that they had to replace the toilet seat because whatever I had put on the seat permanently left a mark. I kind of remember her just making jokes at my expense because lets be honest that was a pretty terrible plan. I think my mom was more embarrassed of my plan than me actually enacting on my plan. For awhile she called me the toilet queen though and those were some interesting times. Leave it to my mom to be more distressed about my type of execution of a plot rather than being distressed that I even attempted to seek revenge on my brother.
Love always,
Erin
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