What a wild time we had on the stream last night/this morning. If you missed it, you'll just have to check in with PolarB's blog-The Inner Sanctum, Biggie T- The Dog House, My other blog,Belle's Hell and Six's blog, Needs More Cowbell.
To recap: It began with a message from Lucy to go over to Cowbell, that Six had posted something that could be a lot of fun.
So, I float over to Cowbell, and discover that Needs More Cowbell is celebrating it's 1 year anniversary here on Blogstream. To celebrate, Six has posted an awesome slide show and also this neat little deal where you can listen to a message from her, then call up and leave her a message back. All of which can be heard on the Cowbell blog.
Being a supportive Streamer, and a big fan of Sista Six, I called in and offered congratulations.
Comments were flying back and forth between me and PolarB and she suggested that I call in and do some Patsy Cline. I was thinking to myself, no.....no....no. Not gonna happen. Then she went and DOUBLE DOG DARED ME. Daring someone to do something is a take it or leave it thing. But, double dog dare is a whole other ballgame.
I agreed I would do it, with the understanding that Biggie T call in and do some Cher and PolarB do some Tina. I trust PolarB and knew she would be working T like a full time job.Between the two of us he doesn't stand a chance. It is a given that at some point, he will be singing Cher for all to hear.
My son is home,watching a movie in his room which is right next to the computer room. After the past week and my constant crying spells and meltdowns, he thinks I am an order of fries short of a Happy Meal. So, I grab my cell phone and head outside to the front porch.
I had written down the number to leave Six a message on a note pad, but I can barely see it because, despite the security light, it is dark. I could turn on the porch light I suppose, I mean...there's no one around, but I am already feeling a tad silly. It's one thing acting nuts under the cover of darkness, something all together different with a spotlight on you.
Picture this if you will. It's dark and late, and I am standing outside with nothing on but an Alabama football jersey and fuzzy slippers.
I wait for the beep and start to sing. Bugs are flying around and I'm swatting at them with my right hand. In the meantime, Max, one of the outside dogs comes up and stares at me while I sing into the cell phone, then promptly begins to hump my leg. Now....with bugs flying and dog humping....I am still singing while trying to get him off of me by shaking my leg. I began to lose my balance and quickly ended the call.
I somehow managed to save myself from falling off the porch and into the flower bed, all the while, Max is going to town.
Shaking him from my leg I go inside heading straight for my antibacterial wipes. As I rub it across the humped on leg, my son walks into the kitchen and just stands there staring at me, then glancing down at the trail of dust from the flower bed.
The Baby: "Why were you outside singing into your cell phone?"
Belle: "Never mind and go get me the broom."
The Baby: "Why...? Are you going somewhere?"
Smarty pants! I started to use the old Bill Cosby line: "I brought you in this world and I'll take you out",but decided to let it go.
Belle: "Sweep up this dirt for me please."
The Baby: "You do realize that normal people don't stand on the front porch and sing into their
cell phone."
Belle: "I never claimed to be normal."
The Baby: "That's good Mom. Because no one would believe you anyway."
So, with dog humping cooties cleansed from my leg and The Baby sweeping up the dirt, I head back to the computer.
If you read my post yesterday on Belle's Hell blog, you know I have been pretty emotional the last few days, crying at the drop of a hat over EVERYTHING!
As I read the comments from PolarB and between PolarB and Biggie T, I am cracking up....laughing hysterically.
The Baby: "Mom.....what in the world is so funny?"
Belle: "You wouldn't understand."
The Baby: (rolling his eyes and walking away) "Probably not."
I was laughing so hard over the comments, that I realized a couple of hours had passed and I hadn't cried once. And guess what...? That's right.....I began to cry. Followed shortly after by laughing again so hard at PolarB that I actually snorted!
The Baby: (from his room) "When did we get a pig?"
Belle: "Hush up"
PolarB did an awesome Tina Turner song and we continued to bug the stew out of Biggie T until he finally did some Cher. By this time I had discovered how to play it on the computer. As soon as Biggie started singing, the Rat Pack started howling!
The Baby: "What in the world kind of music are you listening to?"
Belle: "Just go watch your movie."
The Baby: "How can I with you going outside, singing into the cell phone on the porch, dragging dirt in the house, cacklin' like a hen and snortin' like a pig."
Belle: "These are my blog friends and we're having a party."
The Baby: "Whatever. As long as you're havin' a good time."
Belle: (starts to cry again) "I am".
The Baby returns a few seconds later, places my half full box of tissue down on the desk and kisses me on the head.
The Baby: "Mom, you have crazy friends."
Belle: "I know. Isn't it wonderful".
LIVE....LAUGH.....LOVE AND BE HAPPY.......
Later Ya'll...^Belle^
