Many years ago, just before my oldest sister’s wedding, some tuna hit the wallpaper. It happened because I wanted a tuna salad sandwich and she wanted plain tuna. So when I put the onion and celery in the tuna, the fish hit the wall. Needless to say, it was somewhat difficult to explain the stain on the wallpaper to mom and dad (just as difficult as trying to convince them that the dog was responsible for the hole in the wall) but both of us did our best to argue our side, just as a couple of lawyers would do in their closing statements. I do not remember the final outcome but I thing we both failed to convince the jury of our case.
I only bring this up because last night while preparing dinner I noticed that there were some little dark stains on the ceiling above the pot rack hanging in our kitchen and CamiKaos and I had been discussing Aunt Tuna (never called her that before, hope it doesn’t stick) a little earlier the in the day. As soon as I saw them I remembered that NanaKaos had mentioned that she had a little accident while she was making a blackberry milkshake that evening. It seems that while using the "Braun" 300 watt Thunderstick (AKA Whizwand), a premature extraction occurred that caused a blackberry mess on the counter and floor. What NK did not do was look upward until I pointed the "whizmess" out to her.
Now, since we are attempting to sell our house so we do not have to spend another winter with the snow queen it looks like DK may have to paint the ceiling in the kitchen.
Friday, June 29, 2007
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3 comments:
hahahaa. Oh, that's too funny dad. Too funny. Aunt Tuna. Hahhahahaa. Get your paint roller out and sell the damn house.
please.
Oh please, I am sure she would Loooove to be called Aunt Tuna. Really she would. I love that story. You told it so very well. Aunt Tuna *snicker*
the funny thing? She is still picky about her Tuna, and what's in it.
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