In “Little Women” [at least in the movie], the tutor John Brook informed: “Over the mysteries of female life there is drawn a veil best left undisturbed.”
I offer you, my loyal readers, a glimpse tonight beyond that veil. What kinds of conversations would YOU think take place between girls on an average Tuesday. The featured females are ME [who should be writing], MELANIE [who should be studying], ERIN [who should be getting better], and AMY [who was wisely talking to her mother when this conversation was inspired]. Enjoy…. [hee hee]
You, my guest, enter into an IM conversation between me and Mel:
Melanie: …Random info…Talking to Amy…apparently they had some kind of shrimp for dinner…nothing major….but anyway…got my mom on the topic of Red Lobster…
Sarah: Yeah?
Melanie: And so Amy said that she remembers once when we went she was little and stuck the straw up her nose and then she breathed.
Sarah: LOL!
Melanie: :D BAD NEWS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! LOL!!! I remember that…it was SO FUNNY!!!
Sarah: She sucked up her COKE!!!!!!!!!!!
Melanie: Dr. Pepper, actually. ;)
Sarah: LOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! In her little nostrils!?
Melanie: yup!!!
Sarah: Bless her heart!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Melanie: LOL!!! hee hee… :)
Sarah: THAT’s how the AIR got up THERE! ;)
Melanie: ROFL! I GUESS SO!!
Sarah: It’s OK When I was teeny…..My Uncle Billy tossed me up right into a door frame (or something similar) and I have never been able to sit still for long since.
Melanie: ROFL!!!!!!!!!!!!! oh my!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! how funny!!!
Sarah: And once when Cat was little, she had a pillow up her nightgown…..and dad would punch her in the pillow….She would fall over and laugh…..But once, when he swung…..She sat. :-O
Melanie: oh no!!!!!!!!!right in the NOSE????
Sarah: Somewhere in the face..Poor dear. AND SHE has liked chocolate ever since.
Melanie: oh my word. that’s tragic.
Sarah: AND ONCE……When cat and I were younger, we were in a tree eating little plums….Her above…..me a little lower…..She spit out her pit……And it stuck…..
Melanie: in your HAIR!!!!!!
Sarah: Between my eye and my glasses lens.
Melanie: ACK!!! SCREAM!!!! LAUGHING! that’s soooooooooo funny!!!
Sarah: I am cracking UP!!!! *breathe* AND I….have never much cared for squid since.
Melanie: * LaUGHING!!! * oh my SOUL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sarah: And now you know.
Melanie: man…that’s incredible.
Sarah: Yes……SO tell Amy we understand. *insert look of compassion*
Melanie: oK!
Sarah: AND ONCE……When my parents were younger and Cat was teeny…….The guys from dad’s work trapped him in a porto-potty….Loaded it onto a truck….
Melanie: OH NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sarah: And brought him home to mom.
Melanie: OH NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sarah: And he STILL doesn’t sing in the shower!!!
Melanie: oh man….ROFL!! I told Amy and she said…”Tell her thanks for understanding” :)
Sarah: Anytime. sigh Some of us just suffer… =-/ …
SO THEN…Melanie e-mailed Erin….And this is Erin’s saga….
“…That was HILARIOUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! like beyond HILARIOUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But, I can SO relate because when I was little my Grandma had this BIG jar of pennies and I would dump it out and count them and ever since then I haven’t liked chicken…….no joke. I’m dead serious!!!!!!!!!!!! It all makes sense now huh?? Yeah, I thought so too…. :P ”
SO THEN…Melanie replyed to Erin. And THIS is Melanie’s saga….
“…YAY!!! I’m so glad it made you laugh!!! I’m sorry about the pennies and the chicken. You know, I always KNEW there had to be something behind that!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Course, I can understand too, cause once when I was little, I was going down the hill on my bike, and a car was coming, and I couldn’t stop…so I kept going straight, and got to the other side before the car reached me, but at the other side there was this CURB…so I flipped, and scared the poor man who was driving. And ever since then, I wear a helmet and walk into poles.”
And I was there when Mel walked into that pole while wearing her helmet. I can verify the accuracy of her account! :D
And then later, Erin made another discovery about herself. She wrote:
“Once, when we were on vacation in Arkansas, my brothers and I went on hike without Mom and Dad and we found bear tracks in the woods and ever since that moment I’ve had a thing for sunflower seeds, shelled, no salt. Bear tracks do the weirdest things to kids………….shaking head………..”
Don’t things make more sense now, my friends???? And now I ask, have you learned anything from this little glimpse beyond the veil??? Have you discovered anything about yourself? We’d love to hear about it!
*Here’s me, Mel, Erin, and Amy as little people! Thanks for creating it, Mel – great job! :)
February 21st, 2007 at 7:41 am
So that’s how that happens! Some random emotionally scaring thing happens and WAMMO! it affects you randomly. ie.. not singing in the shower! I will have to give this matter some thought, and see what random things have happened to me…
February 21st, 2007 at 7:43 am
Oh, my, girls! ;-)
Uh-hum … I’M COMMENTING! I’m hope you’re proud of me. May I join the honored ranks of converted commenters now?
February 21st, 2007 at 8:07 am
I guess this explains alot… but leaves even more to be explained
February 21st, 2007 at 10:15 am
Wow!!!! 3 xanga switchovers!! I am SO proud!
Lou, you are SO welcome!!!!
Yes…if the three of you need any counseling, let me, Melanie, Erin, or Amy know! We’d love to help you in any way we can! ;)
February 21st, 2007 at 3:52 pm
I think I’m with, Nik up there.
But there was this one time…….
I was carrying Christmas presents from the van to the house and leaving the back door of the van open in between trips. It was dark btw. I came around the back of the van for another load, and a stupid cat jumps out and scares me. It was black btw. So I pick up a stick to chunk at the cat. It was really a small log btw. So I’m following the cat with my eyes and throw the stick at it when it gets in the clear……………..and smash dad’s side view mirror on the van. It was a heated mirror btw. And ever sense then, I’ve hated cats WORSE!!!
Is that sorta the same thing?
February 22nd, 2007 at 7:49 am
wow, I guess that completely explains the way a woman’s mind works…
Kevin, I don’t know if that really cuts it, I tried as hard as I could to think of something like that, but it’s just not possible to do it!!!
:-p
February 22nd, 2007 at 4:45 pm
Wow…..that uh…….is fascinating! Women make total sense now! I’m figuring out that they are basically entirely random. ;o)
But it does remind me of the time that I was going to the store for my mother, on my bike, to get some milk. On the way home I crashed (I was in my early teens) and destroyed one of the cartons of milk. (this was back in the days when paper cartons were more common.) So I got home with milk on my clothes and not as much change as I should have had!
But ever since then I haven’t like eating cold cereal while watching cartoons on the third Saturday of the month. And I can’t eat anything if there are five Saturdays in the month! In fact, it has also affected my ability to speak Spanish when the moon is full. Pretty amazing huh? :oD
You guys keep having fun! We’ll keep laughing at you. ;o)
February 22nd, 2007 at 7:06 pm
LOL! Wow – SO insightful, Od! I choose to draw attention to a few of your very own words: “But it does remind me of the time that I…”
Those words say SO MUCH!!!! See…it happens to guys and gals. See Kevin Thomas’ evidence of this above as well. We need to do more research……….
And Steven, if you need me or Mel or Erin or Amy to help you “connect” things” just let one of us know….There’s GOT to be a story – or 50! ;) We just need to think on it.
Kevin, your story can count. But I think a more “likely” resolution is this: You threw the stick at the cat/car and to THIS DAY, David H. likes sunflower seeds, shelled, with salt. :D
February 22nd, 2007 at 8:37 pm
Yes Sarah, I must concur on that great resolution you figured out but could it even be that since that moment that the stick hit the car instead of the cat Kevin only uses Crest toothpaste?? I must say that this seems like another likely resolution. Mel and I recently discussed that very fact. That whenever these experiences occur sometimes the person involved will only use Crest toothpaste from thence on. Right Mel??? Just exploring other possibilities, my there are so many in situations like stick throwing. :-P
February 22nd, 2007 at 8:47 pm
Yes, there ARE, dear Dr. Lizzy! It is for this exact reason that I think you and Mel and I should go into practice TOGETHER!!!!! Imagine the discussions!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Imagine the discoveries!!!!!!!!! Imagine the randomness!!!!
February 22nd, 2007 at 9:52 pm
I do use Crest tooth paste. I’m convinced. Y’all need to write a book.
February 22nd, 2007 at 9:56 pm
ah HA!!!! I was wonderin what happened!!! hmmm… You know, when I was little, my older bro hit me in the head with a rock, and I’ve never really liked milk. Wow, thanks so much for helpin me make the connection!! :D
But for real, about 5 years ago, I cracked my head open, and couldn’t lay on my right side for a couple weeks, and now I can only sleep on my right side. :P ttyl,
Whitney :)
February 22nd, 2007 at 10:00 pm
RIGHT, Lizzy!! That Crest thing is incredible. I think we need to write a book on it called “Sticks and the Crest Phenomenon.”
Wow, Perks! I love your ideas!! I too, have this burden for people that need to be cracked. You know? Their potential for self cracking is astronomical, but they’re stunted through misunderstanding their life circumference. I can see it now…*envisioning* “The Life Circumference Clinic. We’ll Crack You UP, or your money back!”
Lets make it happen!!
Signed,
Dr. Isolveayo Problem M.D. (M.D. stands for May Day, cause everyone always yells “MAY DAY, MAY DAY!!!” when they see THIS Dr. coming!)
February 22nd, 2007 at 10:15 pm
Right, Mel! I think we are on the right track….
I think I’ll have my name changed to “Professor Figuraouta, PhD, MD” and my credits will certainly include the newly developed “Theory of Randomness”.
I have even discovered the perfect formula to suit this theory….
It is [1+1] + [1+1] = 7
February 25th, 2007 at 6:24 pm
ROFLOL!
March 7th, 2007 at 5:19 pm
HA HA HA Speaking of Uncle Billy this is the same guy who gave us tiny pieces of junk from his tool box and told if we planted them and went to play that they would grow popcicles. Scary part IT WORKED we planted them came back a while later and there they were paper and all!!!! So we passed on the tradition in the middle of winter when Michelle left for Germany!!
March 7th, 2007 at 5:21 pm
Lisa! That is SOOOOO funny! JUST like him! :D