ok, so I read Heather's blog again and I started cracking up, again!!!! Man, Dad did a good job putting us to work together this summer... If some of you don't know about our stories.. let me tell you!!!
There is the Sexy Beast story when I first saw heather for the summer, but you guys probably won't think that is to funny....
Heather had a tradition going this summer.. every thursday, after setting up morning rec. I would have to go poop! I don't know why,... I just did!! Well I would tell her I had to go poop and then she would sing me songs like Butterfly Kisses, umm, I'm a little tea Pot, and I think there was some country one's in there... No matter what I could always count on my Nunn to sing me songs while I was taking a poop!
We also had a reutine of keeping each other accountable at the pool (you know how those little boys turn heather on!) and we would blow our wistle's and wave at each other.. the other life guards started catching on, but we quickly gave them the cold sholder! HAHAHAHA then there was times (still during life guarding) when Stacey, Heather, and I (and I think sometimes Alyssa, when she was able to go to the pool) would sit together and make fun of one lifeguard in particular! we won't name anyone, but Heather knows!
Oh and going back to tea pots.. or just pot! Wednesday nigh Ice Cream night was the all time best! There was this one time when heather, mandy, and I were in the kitchen.. Listening to oldies! and I start dancing and singing "like a virgin" and Granpa (dan) walks in and we all start cracking up,,, and Dan says, "Was heather cussing again?" hahahahahahaha. we both start ceacking up!!!! But back to wednesday nights.. those were our reminessing times of when we were pot heads. and how we went to Woodstock in Dad's Volkswagon bus.. and How we got up one morning and we both thought we were pregnant... but really it was the drugs.. hahah.. Oh and how we could blame all of our problems on DAD because he used to beat us when we were younger...Heather, I think that is why we both looked like Marshmellows on mondays... Because dad hates us!!! hahahaha
Ok, enough. I really have to do some homework! but one last joke for heather....
So there is two muffins in the oven... One muffin says to the other, "Man it sure is hot in here"... The other muffin yells "ahhh it's a talking muffin"... Ok I'm spent that is all for tonight!
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kyle i love it when you and heather post about each other on your blogs. I get sure enjoyment out of that. I laughed so hard!!!
Holy Crap Kyle! I think I peed my pants when I read your blog. I totally forgot when grandpa accused me of cussing. How the hell would he know I used language? I found your pope the other day and I smoked it!! HA HA, Kyle I can't stop laughing even as I'm writing this. Let's go this summer and just life guard. I don't care if it's snowing. Here's to the no name Life guard "Look at me I'm so hot. Yes every girl is turned on by my rock hard body" Remember when you would pretend to drown and I would tell the guys to save you because I didn't want to get in the water. That's what best friends are for :)
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