it occured to me that some of my favorite memories of my entire life have taken place during the summer, at my grandmother's house
one of them took place this summer.
we had spent all day at the beach
well, most of the day, actually, a lot of the day took place sitting in the biggest traffic jam i have ever been in. i'm talking so slow that my sister got out of one of the cars we were using and ran back to get into the car that i was in.
that's how slow it was
anyways
we had been at the beach for most of the day
and we were driving home, me, my sister, my mom and my youngest aunt
we stopped by the ocean.
the real ocean
not a cove or a bay or some protected area
but the real ocean.
the waves weren't big
at least, not as big as they usualy are there,
but we walked down the beach
admiring the sand sculptures
gabe, you'll like this, one person had written EMO in the sand with a skull next to it (tho skull implies more of a pirate to me, maybe they were talking about emo pirates)
katy and i were walking in the sand
where the waves were hitting it
and we felt the water
it wasn't all that cold
for the real ocean
we looked at eachother
and had the same thought at exactly the same time
we were still wearing out bathing suits under our jeans
so we pulled off our jeans and plunged in
running headfirst into the waves
laughing and having the time of our lives
my mom came in too
leaving my aunt standing on the shore holding our clothes
and yelling at us to come back out
while we were yelling at her to come in
she never swims
we said we'd only go in for about 5 minutes
we ended up spending 45
oh well
sometimes that's what you need
another of my favorite memories
was also at my grandmother's house
i was in the driveway with my cousin, his dad (my uncle for all of you unable to figure that out)
and my oldest aunt
we had just gotten some of those water noodles
you know what i'm talking about, those brightly colored foamy tubes
perfect for beating people over the head with?
well that's what we started doing
i was on my cousin's back
and he had a noodle
my aunt had one
as did my uncle
it was two against one
and the one had a handicap--that would be me--clinging around his neck and screaming with laughter right in his ear
my cousin was being wacked on both sides when suddenly he backs into a bush, slips while trying to avoid it, and falls down on the pavement.
as he was falling, my aunt had somehow managed to get her noodle hooked in his shorts
so right as he fell down, his shorts came almost all the way off
leaving him lying in the middle of the driveway in his boxers being choked by me and threatened by further beatings with the noodles
poor david
how embarassing for him
( i would just like you all to know that i cracked myself up while i was writing this
god i'm so wierd sometimes)
Monday, December 22, 2008
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