The boys had martial arts tonight. On the way home, I decided that we would just stop by Little Caesars and pick up a couple of their $5 pizza's. The line was really long, but hey, they're "Hot n' Ready" so how long could it take? Well.......*jump forward 20-30 minutes*.........and I have talked to two people that I already knew, and actually met 3 new people. It was so bad. The poor guy behind the counter (who looked as if he had stepped right out of a Far Side cartoon) was so flustered and befuddled, that he just began handing out pizzas left and right. The poor guy just snapped. It didn't matter who was first, or what you had ordered, he was just handin' em' out. The place was heading to the breaking point as people who had been waiting, were snatching those things as if they were gold.I did what any mother of hungry children would do: Hands sweating and heart pounding, I lunged in front of a VERY LARGE man and grabbed 2 pizza's.I made my way through the crowd toward the exit. I could feel Gargantuan's eyes bearing down on me. I turned to the new compadre's I had met and whispered, "Good Luck....good luck to you all..." I never looked back. We were outta there.
Austin has been working on a bunch of First Aid stuff for Boy Scouts. The Scoutmaster explained that the boys needed to know this stuff forward and back, so that in the event of an accident, they wouldn't have to think, but rather, just react. So today, we did some role playing. Jack was the person who was repeatedly being injured. (Pick any day of the week, and that is real life for us). We go through minor cuts, minor burns, choking,frostbite and then we get to snakebite from poisonous snake. Jack pretends that he is sitting down playing unsuspectingly, and then, "Oh no! A Copperhead! It bit me!" It was at this point that he grabbed his butt, writhing in pain, awating his brother to administer First Aid for the snake bite. Of course his brother is laughing so uncontrollably that all is lost. (sigh)
Dy, thank-you for the tobacco tip. I shall pass it along. This should be of particular use to my sister Thom. Did you read my comments,Thom?
Lynette, the crawdad was caught from our creek. His name is Crawford. Jack is taking great delight in watching him eat the food that he drops in. But Crawford better be careful. As you know from my past posts, the boys really LOVE steamed Crawdads. If he doesn't behave, they just might eat him.
I will leave you with this hilarious post from my brother-in-law, over at But Seriously... I swear, we are just a whole family of funny.
G'night,
melissa
6 comments:
I love the crawdad's name. We love crawdads also, well most of us, Rusty says they look like giant roaches and refuses to eat them. But then again, what does he know? Thanks for the prayers for my Grandmother. I would have loved to have seen the "injured" and the doctoring going on in your house. I bet that was hilarious.
Bridget
I've been in restaurants where things are so slow that I could just strangle the teenager behind the counter who I perceive as being the problem. But then as awaiting customers grow impatient and mean, I turn into a big softy and end up feeling sorry for teen.
I'm a little scared because my "Little Caesars" has a Far Side character that's always working there as well. Maybe they're cloning their workers for cheap labor?
LOL@crawdads, hope the pet behaves himself and doesn't end up a snack. ;-)
That's great on the first aid. I loved doing that stuff when I was in the Fire Dept Juniors! LOL@the copperhead hiney bite
off to read your BIL's blog...
(sniff, sniff, through teary eyes)"Yes,.... yes it was Lynette and Caveman, and thank-you for bringing up that painful memory.."
Totally kidding! (But the shoes WOULD be awesome!)
If I ever get to be in one of those shopping sprees where you can grab anything you want in ten minutes, I'm calling you to be my partner!!!
LOL at the pizza story,especially gargantum! Marcella
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