Tuesday, October 14, 2014

The Funny Thing Is..

Monday's prompt was Your Favorite Fall Recipe and really, I don't have seasonal recipes.  I'll make soup if it's 100 degrees out.  I did find a cider recipe on Pinterest the other day where you cook 1/3 of brown sugar and heavy cream together and then add four cups of cider and cook it through until it's warm and it was amazing.  I topped it with homemade whipped cream and caramel syrup and it tasted like apple pie in a mug.  And I don't even like apple pie.

Helene in Between Blogtober
Today's prompt is Your Funniest Childhood Memory.
 I'm a pretty funny gal.  Not to toot my own horn or anything.  While my childhood was scattered with moments that were not so funny, I remember laughing a lot.  I don't know if I could pick one funny memory to define my childhood.

One of my mom's friends gave us a baby wild hog once.  We named her Chloe and she was our pet pig.  She thought she was a dog and one time she knocked over a can of Surge, drank it and went crazy.  It was pretty hysterical, and probably was a testament to what was actually in Surge.  When Jamie and I were like...5 we drug all our dad's tools out and tried to take our swing set apart.  He didn't think that was too funny.  One time, I was like dead sick and I fell asleep in the recliner with toilet paper shoved up both nostrils, snoring my face off.  That's more mortifying but is that funny?

I'm kind of glad I can't really single out one memory.  We just laughed a lot and we still do.  Usually because of me.  I think I should feel some kind of pressure to be funny, but most of the time, it's purely accidental.  I like making people laugh.  Guffaw.  Chortle.  Chuckle.  I think a good belly laugh can cure a multitude of ails.  I do remember one time, we got off the bus and walked into the house.  Our aunt Sondy was living with us at the time and we were all hollering for my mom and Sondy because we couldn't find them.  Jamie, Tonee (my little sister) and I walked into her bedroom and my mom and Sondy came barreling out of the closet with pantyhose over their heads screaming.  Jamie didn't stop running until she hit the pasture.  Tonee and I were screaming on the front porch.  They thought it was the funniest thing in the world.  Us, not so much.  I brought that memory up to my mom the other day and she still laughed until she cried.

3 comments:

Adrian {Happy girl} said...

You really are incredibly funny! I'm so lucky to have an amazing friend like you that makes me laugh all the time :)

Natalie Groth said...

Eleanor from Brave (the mom) says chortle. Now I will be saying that all day.

Also, I would pay to see that pig freak out over soda. Surge was sooo bad but soooo good!!

Jackie @ Our Nashville Life said...

I can only imagine how crazy your pig went when it drank all that soda! It must have gone nuts.

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