I just love his little face

My dear friends I alluded to the episode involving Victoria and Scooter so I thought I would write it all out for you.

This was about a year ago and we were having a small problem with Vallerie dropping things. Including M&Ms and a whole host of things that could do Scooter in!

I was in the other room and both girls asked if they could shake Mr. M's hand. (This is a large red M&M that Jean gave the girls that when you pull its hand lever it dispenses a few M&Ms. )

All is fine and then comes... the scream. There is always a scream...I mean really why is there always a scream. Could it be girls?

Anyway, the scream and then in runs Victoria, " Vallerie fed an M&M to Scooter!"
Vallerie, "No he didn't eat it"
Vic, "Yes he did"
Vallerie, "No he just licked it..."

Really... I have to decided how much chocolate is enough to kill the dog.

I ask Vallerie again, "Really if you gave it to him I need to know because he could die"

Well.... you would NOT believe the drama when that little bombshell landed in Vic's head.

Vic: HE IS GOING TO DIE! Vallerie has killed Scooter.
The tears were more than I could even describe... she dissolved into a puddle on the floor.

Let me briefly pause to fill you in on Scooter's actual state. He looks fine. REALLY fine. Walking around, drinking water, nothing too big. Totally NORMAL!!!

I am beginning to think he is fine, but then I had a bigger problem and her name is Vic.

She is crying, and has in her head the whole picture of Scooter's death in the morning. You and Bill are going to wake up in the morning and he is going to be dead... dead....
I just love his little face....
She goes on to say, I can't believe he is going to die. I just love his cute little face. I won't be able to see his cute little face. I love his face. Over and Over!

On and on. What is it with the girls and the drama.

Long story short.... he was fine, he is still fine... no need to worry about the face!

CC

It fell out the window!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

My poor girls! The air conditioner upstairs is broken! It is super hot up there and no where for them to sleep down here! So Bill suggested a small window unit. Okay you all know Vallerie is super destructive... I had visions of that thing falling all the way down even before we left Lowes!

Bill and Vallerie had the privilege of installing it. The word "install" is used here VERY loosely. Basically they secured it with the window sill. Seriously rigged here as it is not permanent just until they come to fix the main one. The window unit and two Styrofoam things to block the side openings. Bill did need one tool so he send Vallerie down to get a "fullups" screwdriver. Bill had her made repeat it to him 3 times and she still said it like that. (Made me laugh)

All installed and we were ready for bed... I had the girls come down and talked about touching the air conditioner. Really DON'T touch it. I told them if they touched it then it would fall out of the window and could "kill the dog" I play that card ever since Vallerie fed M&Ms to Scooter. (different and TOTALLY hysterical story) any way where was I.

Oh so I also told them both, that if one sister touched it then the other one needs to YELL "She is touching it!" They love that...
Off to bed they went. Bill and I were watching Big Ban Theory for about ten minutes when we here the scream!

Victoria screams... then runs down and yells (arms flailing) to us. "IT FELL, IT FELL, No one touched it, we were in bed, it just FELL."

I said, "OUT THE WINDOW!!!" OMG!!! OMG!!!
Vic said, "Come quick!!!"

Now you can all imagine the Bill's face. Bill stomps up the stairs mumbling "you know she touched it!"
Vic yelled "NO, no one touched it we were in bed."

Bill said to me, "you know that can't fall unless someone touches it."

Bill swings the door open and we see.... the air conditioner in place. HUH!

Vic yells, "SEEEE there it is, the air conditioner FELL!"

Bill pick up the piece of Styrofoam and says "this?"

Vic "YESS, we didn't touch it"
I said," That is NOT the air conditioner this is (and touched it)"

She thought she was going to be in trouble! She was frantic!
Funny now... not funny then.

CC

Jazzfest.....or as I like to call it, Why I sat in the rain for 6 hours

Yes, folks I pretend that I was an outside girl this weekend. Bill and I went to Jazzfest. In case you are not familiar with this event it is an outdoor festival of music, 5 tents, all types of music. It really was fun I just don't like the rain. We went with Duane and Donna Brown, Bill's cousin not married couple! They were fun! Duane is hysterical! The stories about Bill were fantastic and I am always ready to be the butt of any joke so we had a good time all around.

Saturday night we saw Pearl Jam (not Bill's kind of thing) who were REALLY good the crowd was crazy! TONS of people Bill made friends with a woman and her "partner" and right above his seat they were getting overly friendly with each other. It was way too much PDA!!! Right on top of Bill's hat! I found this too funny but Bill just ducked!

I learned that there are some really cool musicians I have never hear of and the age difference between Bill and I is very evident in the music we listen to! My new favorite is Irma Thomas she is contemporaries to Aretha Franklin and Diona Warwick or so my iphone says. I wikipedia her! She was really good even in the rain.

Sunday...Ahhh the rain... the rain... I had a poncho or as Bill called it my rain condom. I put it on right when we got there. Really people I am not into outdoor stuff. I don't want to camp, I don't want to get dirty really but I came for this I just didn't want the rain. At first it wasn't so bad, just light sprinkle. However it got harder and harder. It was like just when I dried off it would begin to rain again. I kept taking my poncho off and then it would immediately start raining again! Off and on off and on... one time I put it on inside out and then I was all wet again! My shorts were wet, my shoes, all of it!

Duane gave me some good advice, just go with it. Just go with it. I need to make that my mantra in life I think because when I finally just let it go I really got into the music. I was even dancing, REALLY... (I don't dance) I told Bill I guess I just have to be standing in a puddle of water in the rain to be able to dance! We saw Van Morrison but my favorite was Irma Thomas I am going to get some of her stuff on itunes!

On a side note, we came back to the hotel to get cleaned up for dinner, Duane decided not to go so I put on my pretty clothes and we were going out for dinner. It was pouring! so we needed a cab! They call but say it will be a while, well about 5 mins later this cab shows up with some other people so we jump into it. We get in and make the small talk with the driver. You know what we lacked in Paris! Bill was all chatty!

He asked how are you all tonight and I said... Better than sitting in the rain at Jazzfest. He said on you went to Jazzfest? Who did you see. I was on my Irma trip so I said.. Oh we saw Irma Thomas! She was my favorite, on and on. He turns around and says, Anyone look familiar?

Bill said, "Hey you are the drummer! I recognize you!" He said right, I am "Choo" and that he would tell Irma that I was her favorite that it would make her day.

Yes people he was! He pulled up his musician tag and said he was out tonight because taxi's were like gold because of the rain and that he was driving for a while before meeting up with them at the place they were playing at.


Fuuny right!

So my friends, just go with it. I am going to get that printed on a shirt!

CC