I am the oldest child in a family of thirteen. As you can imagine we are all fairly close in age. My mother gave birth to me and fourteen months later gave me a baby brother. Growing up we were close and he was one of my best friends. He was protective and treated me more like he was older.
Mom always put in a big garden and we had our own strawberry patch. Sometimes we had enough strawberries to actually have a shortcake.
One summer evening when I was about fourteen we were hanging out in the backyard with our shortcakes. I was going over my day (in detail as I was inclined to do) and Greg was my ever attentive audience. I should have clued in as he was a little more attentive than usual. So I am all blah, blah, blah he doesn't say a word. All of a sudden he falls to the ground laughing so hard. Okay, I thinking I'm funny but maybe not that funny. What? He cannot even tell me he's laughing so hard. When he finally catches his breath he said, "You just ate a fly." Followed by much more doubled over hilarity. You know now that I think about it maybe he wasn't one of my best friends.
2 comments:
Oh.my.goodness!!!! I LOVE that vintage wrap around skirt you made! I want it!
That cake looks DELICIOUS, especially as I sit here drinking a Slim Fast!
The bug story was too funny. I once fed my sister dirt that I put red food coloring in. It looked like colored sugar so she gobbled it up. She quickly realized it wasn't and kicked my butt. LOL
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