There is a skunk in my sisters garage.
We have tried all sorts of things to get rid of him. Thank the good Lord that the kids are asleep, and that we haven't woke them up.
We threw stuff at it, which didn't even faze it.
We slammed the door, turned the car alarm on it, which didn't even make it get out of the garage.
We sprayed pepper spray at it, which didn't even make it move.
Then we finally threw a beer can at it that was half full and it finally left.
The aftermath of the pepper spray, is now getting to our throats. It sure makes for a good laugh! :) It cracks me up!
Showing posts with label funny stories. Show all posts
Showing posts with label funny stories. Show all posts
Sep 16, 2010
Sep 8, 2010
A few stories...
First all, do you like my edited photo of Marlee? I just tried out picnik for the first time...thanks Katie, now I am going to be editting all of my photos! :) Anyhow, later I will probably change it a little, ya know make it smaller, but for now that's how it will be. :)
Okay, now time for a funny conversation my nephew had with us at lunch over the weekend. (Mind you, his mom wasn't there, she along with a bunch of other people were gutting the inside of their house at this time).
We were talking about winter, and snow. Here in Wyoming it won't be surprising if we get snow this week or next. Sometimes it even snows on the 4th of July. :)
We were eating lunch, and talking about snow coming. Gavin says, I'm ready for the snow to come. Steve: Why? Gavin: Well, when the snow comes our house will be finished. Then we can move back in. Well, at least that's what my mom thinks. (he scrunches up his nose) and says, but I don't think it's going to happen!
It had us cracking up all day! So much truth to that statement! For now they are staying at my moms house, and I think they are all ready to be back home, since for the last month they have been living in a camper, then they had to move into my moms.
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Now, for my story about last night at the store. I still can't believe this happened, and that I didn't say anything to this lady. Thinking about it makes my blood boil. At our grociery store, they have the check stands, and the isles very close together, so if there is any line at all you are kinda in the way. So, while I was waiting in line, Marlee in my hands, and the few other things I had to grab, and I was talking on the phone. I was at the corner of an isle, and standing out of the middle of the main isle (hence NOT in anyone's way) or so I thought. Apparently this lady had said excuse me, but since I was on the phone I didn't hear her (and mind you she could have VERY easily walked around me, since I was at the corner/edge of the isle, not in the middle). Then she ran into me with her cart. Yes, she RAN INTO ME with her CART. Then she proceeded to say things like, you need to get off your phone, and Hello, (in a snotty tone) to me. Her mother was right behind her in another cart, saying the same thing. After I got off the phone, my blood was boiling. I was so mad that she ran into me with her cart, I had half a mind to go to the next check stand, where they were, and yell at them. I chose the high road, and decided not to say anything, but let me tell you if that ever happens to me again, I WILL not be keeping quiet. I was so mad! I don't like it when people feel entitled. And I also feel like it would have been different if I would have been blocking the whole isle, but I wasn't. I didn't even have a cart.
Okay, I will stop venting now. But oh man, it made me want to punch her in the face (not that I ever would) but still.
How would you have handled the situation? Are you a fighter or a lover? :)
Okay, now time for a funny conversation my nephew had with us at lunch over the weekend. (Mind you, his mom wasn't there, she along with a bunch of other people were gutting the inside of their house at this time).
We were talking about winter, and snow. Here in Wyoming it won't be surprising if we get snow this week or next. Sometimes it even snows on the 4th of July. :)
We were eating lunch, and talking about snow coming. Gavin says, I'm ready for the snow to come. Steve: Why? Gavin: Well, when the snow comes our house will be finished. Then we can move back in. Well, at least that's what my mom thinks. (he scrunches up his nose) and says, but I don't think it's going to happen!
It had us cracking up all day! So much truth to that statement! For now they are staying at my moms house, and I think they are all ready to be back home, since for the last month they have been living in a camper, then they had to move into my moms.
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Now, for my story about last night at the store. I still can't believe this happened, and that I didn't say anything to this lady. Thinking about it makes my blood boil. At our grociery store, they have the check stands, and the isles very close together, so if there is any line at all you are kinda in the way. So, while I was waiting in line, Marlee in my hands, and the few other things I had to grab, and I was talking on the phone. I was at the corner of an isle, and standing out of the middle of the main isle (hence NOT in anyone's way) or so I thought. Apparently this lady had said excuse me, but since I was on the phone I didn't hear her (and mind you she could have VERY easily walked around me, since I was at the corner/edge of the isle, not in the middle). Then she ran into me with her cart. Yes, she RAN INTO ME with her CART. Then she proceeded to say things like, you need to get off your phone, and Hello, (in a snotty tone) to me. Her mother was right behind her in another cart, saying the same thing. After I got off the phone, my blood was boiling. I was so mad that she ran into me with her cart, I had half a mind to go to the next check stand, where they were, and yell at them. I chose the high road, and decided not to say anything, but let me tell you if that ever happens to me again, I WILL not be keeping quiet. I was so mad! I don't like it when people feel entitled. And I also feel like it would have been different if I would have been blocking the whole isle, but I wasn't. I didn't even have a cart.
Okay, I will stop venting now. But oh man, it made me want to punch her in the face (not that I ever would) but still.
How would you have handled the situation? Are you a fighter or a lover? :)
Mar 24, 2009
Why we slept ON TOP of the tent...
I just hope I can write it as well as I could tell you if we were sitting together drinking something hot, and talking girl talk!
Mike and I had only been dating a few months when we decided to take a long road trip. We went from Wyoming to California and then up the Oregon coast and then back to Wyoming. We didn't have much money so we decided along the way that we would camp instead of getting hotel rooms.
We had already been together for about 4 days on a vacation with my family before this trip started.
It was our make or break trip. By the end of it we were going to know if we loved eachother or if we hated eachother.
This was a long trip...we hit a deer, got a flat tire in the redwood forest, and had to come home before our desired destination...
We got to California, had to get our flat tire fixed and find a place to camp, because by that time we really didn't have any money to get any more motel rooms. So we found a place, and we had borrowed a tent from Mikes parents. (Not a good idea!)
Mike had never put this tent up and it was one of the old school tents. Ya know the ones that have a hundered bars to put together, that have to cris cross just right and we couldn't figure it out. It was getting really dark, and after some argueing, and persuading, we decided to sleep on top of it since there was no way we were going to be able to fit in my car with all of our stuff. And mind you we tried for a good hour or two to put this tent up. Mike was the one who had to be persuaded to sleep under the stars in a crazy place...but I think he had fun!
In the morning we got in the car and headed up the Oregon coast...and then headed back down to Wyoming. We had to sleep on top of the tent again on our way home. The second camping place was a little scarier...we thought were going to get attacked by a dog... oh the good ole days...of having no babies and living on the edge...!!! lol
It sounds crazy, and I know it's not as funny in this post as it would be if I told you the story, but I didn't want to make this post 5 pages long! So
Mike and I had only been dating a few months when we decided to take a long road trip. We went from Wyoming to California and then up the Oregon coast and then back to Wyoming. We didn't have much money so we decided along the way that we would camp instead of getting hotel rooms.
We had already been together for about 4 days on a vacation with my family before this trip started.
It was our make or break trip. By the end of it we were going to know if we loved eachother or if we hated eachother.
This was a long trip...we hit a deer, got a flat tire in the redwood forest, and had to come home before our desired destination...
We got to California, had to get our flat tire fixed and find a place to camp, because by that time we really didn't have any money to get any more motel rooms. So we found a place, and we had borrowed a tent from Mikes parents. (Not a good idea!)
Mike had never put this tent up and it was one of the old school tents. Ya know the ones that have a hundered bars to put together, that have to cris cross just right and we couldn't figure it out. It was getting really dark, and after some argueing, and persuading, we decided to sleep on top of it since there was no way we were going to be able to fit in my car with all of our stuff. And mind you we tried for a good hour or two to put this tent up. Mike was the one who had to be persuaded to sleep under the stars in a crazy place...but I think he had fun!
In the morning we got in the car and headed up the Oregon coast...and then headed back down to Wyoming. We had to sleep on top of the tent again on our way home. The second camping place was a little scarier...we thought were going to get attacked by a dog... oh the good ole days...of having no babies and living on the edge...!!! lol
It sounds crazy, and I know it's not as funny in this post as it would be if I told you the story, but I didn't want to make this post 5 pages long! So
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