Last Friday, the Smiths invited us over to watch the U.S. hockey game against Finland. Collin was loving their kitty cat (also known as a titty-tat in our family). And I know what you're thinking... don't you hate animals, germs, fur etc, etc? Yes that may be true, but to be shamlessly honest, Gus provided endless entertainment for the kid and I was enjoying eating my pizza without the screamer begging for bites.
Gus was pretty tolerant of all the tail pulling.
Now for my story. This could possibly be the nastiest picture I've ever posted of myself on the internet (I know I look homeless), but a picture just had to be included. You can probably already guess what happened, but nonetheless.... I went to pour some harmless looking Diet Coke into my cup, but almost nothing came out. I peer into the spout, and detect the culprit. A thick layer of ice had formed a barrier over the top. Score! Slushy pop! I screw the cap back on and (obviously without thinking), vigorously shake that thing til kingdom come. Mistake number one. Everyone reacted appropriately, reminding me of the consequences of a shaken bottle of carbonated beverage. No worries, I'd just slowly twist the cap off, letting the fizz escape. I even put it in inside the sink to catch any foam that might escape. I start to unscrew and hear the gas start to leak. A minute later and it's still leaking. I don't have all night, so to speed up the process, I unscrew it a little more. Now an avalanche of foam starts to pour over. I figure the damage is done, might as well unscrew it all the way. Collossal mistake number two. Upon twisting the cap just a hair more, it explodes off the bottle shooting a fountain of icy soda straight into my eyeballs. Ya know Old Faithful? Well imagine that times ten. There was some seriously crazy pressure built up in there. It happened so fast I literally didn't have time to blink. In a milisecond I was completely drenched in sticky pop, not to mention their poor kitchen.... or my ego, haha.
This was the ceiling. They were nice enough to not press charges for the damage done. Hey, I'm always good for a laugh. And don't worry, I drank about 5 cups of Coke. Not one to let it get the best of me. :) Althougth, I did go to bed that night with burning eyes and a pounding headache. Needless to say, lesson learned. (Even though I'm sure all you smartie pants wouldn't have needed this experience to learn that lesson. Sometimes I'm a little slow, all right? :)
6 comments:
Oh no, I didn't know you had a head ache from that!! I'm sorry!! I say- forget the hockey game, that was 1000 times more entertaining!!
Oh, I am sorry, but it does seems like it was pretty funny. Miss you tons.
I'm so glad you posted this! I'm just glad you didn't shoot your eye out! :) Thanks for the giggles!
I think the picture is priceless. The face says it all. Good to know that I'm not the only one who does dumb/embarrassing stuff.
A picture does say a thousand words. You looked mortified. I got a good chuckle nonetheless. I watch the Bachelor too and was surprised he picked Vienna, but whatever. I've only watched a few seasons, but when I do I get sucked in.
Your family pictures turned out great. You look so good, and thin. I hate how I feel ok about myself and take pictures and feel fat but you still look great in all of them. The last one of Collin was priceless.
So funny! You did such a funny job at telling the story. Oh...the memories!
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