Tuesday, December 3, 2013
Bobbie's Takes: The night with false teeth..
Bobbie's Takes: The night with false teeth..: Another funny story about my roommate, Sherry. One night, Sherry and I were out at the Hilton having drink after a long day at work and ...
The night with false teeth..
Another funny story about my roommate, Sherry.
One night, Sherry and I were out at the Hilton having drink after a long day at work and when we arrived back at the apartment instead of going straight to bed she and I were in her room (she had a over sized King bed), we were watching television and talking about life and work.
I fell asleep and during the night I kept hearing the sheets ruffling and waving about, at first, I didn't pay attention and just tried going back to sleep. No, didn't happen, not only were the sheets waving about, I started feeling Sherry patting on the bed. She was literally on her hands and knees on the bed patting about, frantically. She was so funny and if you could have seen her, you would have started laughing as I did. I sat up and asked if she was okay and after a simple head shake yes, she says to go back to sleep.. I tried, seriously, I tried but the patting became more like a pounding and she was now throwing the sheets about instead of waving them around. Finally, I had enough and sat up again and asked if everything was okay, again she shakes her head yes, by now, I am paying attention to her as that I am completely awake and notice her holding her mouth.
After noticing her holding her hand over her mouth and now a bit worried, I turned on the night light and ask her, "Sherry what is wrong?" "You are holding your hand to your mouth and I can barely here you talk".. Well, now, let me begin to tell you, at this point in our friendship and being roommates, I never knew she had false teeth until that night. She says "okay, I was trying to find them before you woke up, but not the case so I will tell you.... I wear false teeth or a bridge on my upper jaw." I told her that it was okay and her secret would be safe with me and I would help her try to find them. We searched all over that bed to no avail and finally we gave up and went back to sleep.
During the third time of trying to sleep, I started tossing and turning and turning and tossing and flailing my legs about trying to get comfortable and as I finally started to get comfortable and settle down, my foot hit something in the bed... cold and felt like it bit me. I didn't want to wake Sherry because of her being awake for so long looking for her missing piece so I nervously pulled my feet up to my chest and sat up to start patting the bed to find out what that was. I slipped my hands under the covers to grab the culprit and to my amazement, it was the missing teeth.. I started screaming in a bit of fright. In the half darkness those white teeth looked a bit frightening to a 19 year old. Sherry jumped up and I yelled stating I think I found your teeth and what were they doing on my side of the bed and down by my feet.."They bit me", I said.
Bless her, without saying another word, she grabbed them and put them in her mouth and said .. "Whew, I thought maybe I had swallowed them"... "Really, really!!!" I replied... Then looked over at her and she was smiling and I knew she was trying to get my mind away from the incident and we just laughed..
No more sleeping after that. We got up and went out for breakfast with teeth in tow.
Thanks-----
One night, Sherry and I were out at the Hilton having drink after a long day at work and when we arrived back at the apartment instead of going straight to bed she and I were in her room (she had a over sized King bed), we were watching television and talking about life and work.
I fell asleep and during the night I kept hearing the sheets ruffling and waving about, at first, I didn't pay attention and just tried going back to sleep. No, didn't happen, not only were the sheets waving about, I started feeling Sherry patting on the bed. She was literally on her hands and knees on the bed patting about, frantically. She was so funny and if you could have seen her, you would have started laughing as I did. I sat up and asked if she was okay and after a simple head shake yes, she says to go back to sleep.. I tried, seriously, I tried but the patting became more like a pounding and she was now throwing the sheets about instead of waving them around. Finally, I had enough and sat up again and asked if everything was okay, again she shakes her head yes, by now, I am paying attention to her as that I am completely awake and notice her holding her mouth.
After noticing her holding her hand over her mouth and now a bit worried, I turned on the night light and ask her, "Sherry what is wrong?" "You are holding your hand to your mouth and I can barely here you talk".. Well, now, let me begin to tell you, at this point in our friendship and being roommates, I never knew she had false teeth until that night. She says "okay, I was trying to find them before you woke up, but not the case so I will tell you.... I wear false teeth or a bridge on my upper jaw." I told her that it was okay and her secret would be safe with me and I would help her try to find them. We searched all over that bed to no avail and finally we gave up and went back to sleep.
During the third time of trying to sleep, I started tossing and turning and turning and tossing and flailing my legs about trying to get comfortable and as I finally started to get comfortable and settle down, my foot hit something in the bed... cold and felt like it bit me. I didn't want to wake Sherry because of her being awake for so long looking for her missing piece so I nervously pulled my feet up to my chest and sat up to start patting the bed to find out what that was. I slipped my hands under the covers to grab the culprit and to my amazement, it was the missing teeth.. I started screaming in a bit of fright. In the half darkness those white teeth looked a bit frightening to a 19 year old. Sherry jumped up and I yelled stating I think I found your teeth and what were they doing on my side of the bed and down by my feet.."They bit me", I said.
Bless her, without saying another word, she grabbed them and put them in her mouth and said .. "Whew, I thought maybe I had swallowed them"... "Really, really!!!" I replied... Then looked over at her and she was smiling and I knew she was trying to get my mind away from the incident and we just laughed..
No more sleeping after that. We got up and went out for breakfast with teeth in tow.
Thanks-----
Monday, December 2, 2013
Bobbie's Takes: My adventure/Ireland
Bobbie's Takes: My adventure/Ireland: I came here for some enlightenment. What I found was me.. myself. I found that- after telling myself how crazy it was to go traipsing across...
My adventure/Ireland
I came here for some enlightenment. What I found was me.. myself. I found that- after telling myself how crazy it was to go traipsing across the other side of the world, with no direction, not a particular place but just to take off and go. How could a mother of 3, with a business just take off and do such a thing?
What I found was courage and a fight inside of me that I didn't think I had or would ever have, but I do. It takes courage to get on a plane by yourself and go across the ocean to another country (when you have never been out of the States) and knowing no one. After getting there, meeting up with the person you met on a website and the two of you picking up a car and just driving around for 10 wonderful days.
Seeing things I only read about or seen on the screen and may I add, it's much more lovely in person. I stepped off the plane and was mesmerized. When I saw the castles my minds eye could go back in time to imagine how it must have been around that era as these magnificent structures. How my mind wandered.
To see the things I have seen and done and oh my lord, the people, the people are absolutely wonderful. I loved how they talked; I blended in with my red hair and light skin until I opened my mouth.. "You must be from America?" How could they tell??
I say it took courage and determination for me to take this adventure. I felt something spiritual would happen but maybe not in the sense I was expecting, but a sense in my soul. A sense of strength and faith and a deeper love for something other than myself. I fell in love with this country I visited and all I could see was the beauty and the richness of heritage and it was at my touch. How awesome!!!
How lucky I am, to have the life I have.
This journey has given my free spirited nature more wings to fly and test myself on things that I have found afraid to do/try and has shown me so much of myself and has awakened the fire inside. I have found in me strength, courage and sensibility to do what I can, It's my life.
This journey in Ireland is over for me but I will return again someday (soon) and as I tell my daughters' of my time here,my hope for them is to see it now while they are young, but you know, I am not sure they would appreciate it right now in their lives. It has taken me to my age of 49 to take this journey/adventure and I can see the wondrous beauty this country holds..
My journey may be over but my adventure continues as I head back home to the States.
Thanks-----
What I found was courage and a fight inside of me that I didn't think I had or would ever have, but I do. It takes courage to get on a plane by yourself and go across the ocean to another country (when you have never been out of the States) and knowing no one. After getting there, meeting up with the person you met on a website and the two of you picking up a car and just driving around for 10 wonderful days.
Seeing things I only read about or seen on the screen and may I add, it's much more lovely in person. I stepped off the plane and was mesmerized. When I saw the castles my minds eye could go back in time to imagine how it must have been around that era as these magnificent structures. How my mind wandered.
To see the things I have seen and done and oh my lord, the people, the people are absolutely wonderful. I loved how they talked; I blended in with my red hair and light skin until I opened my mouth.. "You must be from America?" How could they tell??
I say it took courage and determination for me to take this adventure. I felt something spiritual would happen but maybe not in the sense I was expecting, but a sense in my soul. A sense of strength and faith and a deeper love for something other than myself. I fell in love with this country I visited and all I could see was the beauty and the richness of heritage and it was at my touch. How awesome!!!
How lucky I am, to have the life I have.
This journey has given my free spirited nature more wings to fly and test myself on things that I have found afraid to do/try and has shown me so much of myself and has awakened the fire inside. I have found in me strength, courage and sensibility to do what I can, It's my life.
This journey in Ireland is over for me but I will return again someday (soon) and as I tell my daughters' of my time here,my hope for them is to see it now while they are young, but you know, I am not sure they would appreciate it right now in their lives. It has taken me to my age of 49 to take this journey/adventure and I can see the wondrous beauty this country holds..
My journey may be over but my adventure continues as I head back home to the States.
Thanks-----
Bobbie's Takes: Big brother and his pranks
Bobbie's Takes: Big brother and his pranks: When I was just a young teenager, my older brother started dating our soon-to-be and now sister-in-law, we were out sitting on the car looki...
Big brother and his pranks
When I was just a young teenager, my older brother started dating our soon-to-be and now sister-in-law, we were out sitting on the car looking up at the meteor shower and were talking about how pretty the stars were that evening when all of a sudden out of the corner of my eye, I saw a white shadowy figure at corner of our house and it went behind another car..
I sat up on the car and looked out and oh my lord.. it was a ghost.. not like a ghost ghost but a ghostly figure creeping toward us. By this time, I am trying to scream and what do you know --- not a dang thing coming out of this mouth, oh , the mouth was moving but not a single sound coming out. I starting poking at my sister and brother's girlfriend to take a look and they were just ignoring me, meanwhile, I kept watching that "figure" getting closer and still not able to say a word, I came off that car like a bolt of lightning and then my sister and Joy paid attention and finally saw what I was frantically trying to get them to see.
Meanwhile, this figure had come toward the back of the car we were sitting on and creeping slowly toward us, they started screaming, jumped off the car and at this time, I was on the door steps banging on the door; they(Becky/Joy) ran up those steps and starting yelling and screaming trying to get the door opened; it was locked.
The "figure" was almost upon us and about to grab us, all of a sudden, the lights come on and the sheet comes off... It was my brother.. Dang his hide... We could have killed him that night. Mom and dad were in the house rolling with laughter and here I am about to wet my pants from fright. We chased him all over the yard with anything we could find to throw..
What started out with watching scary movies at the drive in and coming home to unwind with a beautiful show of lights in the sky turned out to be another fright night with big brother and his pranks.. Gotta love him.
Thanks-----
I sat up on the car and looked out and oh my lord.. it was a ghost.. not like a ghost ghost but a ghostly figure creeping toward us. By this time, I am trying to scream and what do you know --- not a dang thing coming out of this mouth, oh , the mouth was moving but not a single sound coming out. I starting poking at my sister and brother's girlfriend to take a look and they were just ignoring me, meanwhile, I kept watching that "figure" getting closer and still not able to say a word, I came off that car like a bolt of lightning and then my sister and Joy paid attention and finally saw what I was frantically trying to get them to see.
Meanwhile, this figure had come toward the back of the car we were sitting on and creeping slowly toward us, they started screaming, jumped off the car and at this time, I was on the door steps banging on the door; they(Becky/Joy) ran up those steps and starting yelling and screaming trying to get the door opened; it was locked.
The "figure" was almost upon us and about to grab us, all of a sudden, the lights come on and the sheet comes off... It was my brother.. Dang his hide... We could have killed him that night. Mom and dad were in the house rolling with laughter and here I am about to wet my pants from fright. We chased him all over the yard with anything we could find to throw..
What started out with watching scary movies at the drive in and coming home to unwind with a beautiful show of lights in the sky turned out to be another fright night with big brother and his pranks.. Gotta love him.
Thanks-----
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