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GUEST BLOGGER: EARL GIRLAs the lone female in a house six guys, I am a guardian of good taste and manners, and an enforcer of the clean socks and underwear rule. I love to laugh, especially when things go wrong. It's a good thing they frequently do!
For many years, I’ve had to share a bathroom with the family. What does this mean? It means I can never just sit down on the toilet without taking a really good look at the seat. It means my makeup gets desecrated by artists and my beauty tools disappear.
Sniff.
It was tough.
But following a cataclysmic flooding event last year, a remodel was in order. And I got my own bathroom. It’s not quite finished. My new bedroom that adjoins it still has no pad or carpet. It’s still very much a construction room; but my bathroom, my inner sanctum, is beautiful.
One day I was enjoying my new double headed shower (I can rinse both armpits at the same time!) while Lewis was painting in the bedroom. Dainon poked his head around the door.
“Don’t come in here!” Lewis warned.
Dainon just assumed he meant that there was wet paint and decided to walk in anyway. Just as I was stepping out of the shower.
Our eyes locked.
He screamed.
I howled with laughter and shouted, “BEHOLD THE HOTNESS THAT IS YOUR MOTHER!”
He dashed from the room and cried out in anguish “Burn this image from my retinas!”
I grabbed a towel and collapsed in giggles.
And now, he always knocks.
10 comments:
I probably shouldn't admit this, but every time I think of this I break out in a smile or laugh...
I think this is one of the funniest posts I have ever read. EVER. I bet he can't wait for you to tell that story to his future wife someday.
How did you come up with what to say at the perfect time? I would have been flustered and probably just screamed. This was such a funny story!
I don't know, it just came to me! The look of dawning horror just took away any embarrassment. We still laugh about it together. Thanks for laughing with us, it makes it all worthwhile!
If I'd have walked in on my mom, I think I would have been mortified...might even have run away; I'm glad to see that your relationship weathered the storm.
Talk about embarrassing! Glad you have a good sense of humor!
Ryan
LOL!!! I too am out numbered by boys who don't seem to know how to knock! We will just have to start them in therapy early I guess! Thanks for the laugh!
This is almost embarrassing to read. Hysterical! Love it, and your timely sense of the absurd. Great comeback to that look of horror.
Talk about perfect comic timing on your part. Hilarious!!!
If you knew Her you would know that whit is one of her talents, I do declare she is one of the funniest friends I have, when I first heard that story from her lips I laughed like crazy...totally something that would happen in that household..love you Miss!!! -laura F.
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