Papa that's whose watching the kids.
First of all, I have to say Papa is high, really.
He thought this was hilarious. See these two didn't get to dress like girls on Christmas day like Henry did.
They wanted their day in the sun.
Or I should say Papa wanted to make my brother crazy. (he's a little homophobic)
So Papa in his altered state insisted I put this on my blog. TADA... here it is.
Papa had sinus surgery on New Years Eve. (He has always known how to show me a good time!)
While he was incapacitated. I went to the hospital cafeteria (which smelled vaguely like bum) I told myself it was the blue cheese at the salad bar.
I decided to have a sandwich. I asked the gentleman behind the counter "What kind of cheeses do you have?"
He said "These ones right here."
I said " Well I believe, one of them looks like cheddar, could you tell me what the others are?"
The gentleman said " Duh" (add a blank stare to the duh) maybe Provolone..........and.......duh."
I quickly said "I'll take the Provolone and could you try not to touch my sandwich, maybe I should just come back there and make it myself."
He said "Duh."
He made the sandwich.
I went and got a Pepsi, a very large one. It overflowed and I made a big mess, as I attempted to clean up the mess I sat my drink down on the shelf of the pop machine and accidentally hit the Mountain Dew lever. Now I had a Pepsi, Mountain Dew. I tried to dump it but I was being watched by the cashier.
I dumped half of it out, then sat my drink down again, this time hitting the lemonade lever. Now I had a Pepsi, Mountain Dew, Lemonade.
I looked at the sandwich man and said "Duh."
I then went to the cashier and actually paid for all that crap. I ate some of it. I drank some of it. It was not yummy!
I was called to the recovery room, Papa was finished with surgery. Finally!! ( I hate when he puts me out. I mean I have a life too.)
Papa started signing (yes sign language, we teach it to the grand kids) that he had to go potty.
I said "You are aware you can speak aren't you?"
Then he threw up. ( I guess he couldn't speak.)
We eventually made it home and had a very romantic New Year's Rockin Eve. (yeah right) At 9:00 P.M. I gave P.J. and Henry some Pot lids, we went out on the deck , banged our lids, yelled and whooped it up a bit.
They went to bed and for the next three hours Papa, myself, Pete and Taylor watched "Clean House." ( It's on the Style channel, of course because if we are anything it's stylish.)
At midnight we said "Yay we can go to bed now."
That was it, our big celebration. Maybe I should have taken some of Papa's pain pills.
He sure is having a good time with them, hence the above pictures.
Hey everybody I found a great giveaway!
It's at http://aprildurham.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-years-giveaway.html (whew I'm exhausted, I hope that's the right link!)