Well I am really turning into a farmgurl! This week we went to my Mom and Dad's to help finish harvest. My sister was there with her little family also. Which is all fun.
So Glo (aka Gloria, also known as my sister) and I noticed an odd family phenomenon...No one, NO ONE I say, expects me to be out there doing farm work. It isn't even asked of me to drive a truck let alone a combine. But not so much for my big sister. Nope, she trucks, she combines.
Now why is that? Well the ONLY reason we could come up with is that I am obviously cuter than her. No one expects the cute one to get dirty and gross. No, the cute one stays inside and posts blogs. Poor, homely Glo, she has to get out there and work...hard. She was really dirty when she came in.
Thus our new nicknames...Butch, being ugly Glo and Kiki being my new cute name.
Well Butch just couldn't let it go. She forced me one day to put on my Gap jeans and Parasuco sweater (these are the closest 'farming' garments I could find) and come out with her in the combine. Which was all fine and good (I brought refreshments) expect we had to share a seat. And Butch took up way more than her allotted room. So I had to sit with this lever sticking STRAIGHT up my...well you know...and bounce around in the dusty combine.
Then dusk set in. And we realized Papa's combine has no heater. And Kiki did not bring her Gap jacket to keep warm with. And Kiki did not forsee this issue and shared her refreshments with the others...so at this time Kiki had been out there for 5 hours...and Kiki was not happy. And Kiki had to use the potty. And there are NO potties in the field.
Boy was Kiki happy when the night was over.
No one asked Kiki to go back out. After that Kiki was on babysitting and meal duties ONLY.
And really, I would soon like to post something WITHOUT farming being the root of the issue.
8 comments:
Another excellent story. Did you know Colin and Crystal's nicknames when they were little were Butch and Pookie? You should call them that.
I can't take away my sister's nickname by reviving Colin's!!!!
Kiki
that's hilarious! I can just see it now,,,you in the combine in your very NICE looking outfit.
Although I would have to say that having you in the kitchen is NO step down. Anyone EVER had her stromboli's, hamburger soup, BBQ beef pizza or pumpkin chiffon??...killer! So I think that putting you in the kitchen was a rather smart idea...besides you would probably be a good babysitter too. You DO know a little bit about that don't you? Or would you like a couple pointers. I've had some good babysitting days in my time.I might just have a few good tips for you.
and no, I'm not pregnant
Well I wouldn't think you'd tell me you were pregnant on my blog!!!!!!
And really, I didn't actually MAKE meals either. Mom did. My job was more like eating them.
And really, it was Ivana who did most of the babysitting work. My job was more like yelling "everything okay out there?" at the kids.
So really, once again, I didn't do that much but got extoled in the end anyway (now there's an opening for you Mark!).
I better not I'd probably speell something wroang anyway.
I don't need your charity anyway. Wow! That sounded a bit harsh, Sorry Kiki.
Mark, you are starting to sound bitter with Kiki.
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