Ok, although I wasn't at the once in a lifetime event, I have to say that my sister-in-law asked for it. Yesterday, as I was just about to start my afternoon job, my phones starts to ring. I pick up the phone and inevitably here "Hey heifer." That is her pet name for me. Well, we begin, or more like I begin talking her ear off about things that have been going on since she's been out of town. After about 20 minutes, I finally break for air and allow her to talk. Boy am I glad that I did. My sister-in-law can be a bit of a drama queen so when she said "I have to tell you what happened", I'm thinking that she did something so grotesque that she made her sisters water break. No, no, it's even better than that. Here is her account of what happened that fateful day on the beach:
"Well dad, sis, Zoe, Aiden and I decided to go to the beach. I grabbed Zoe and started to go out so that she and I could rides some waves. (Zoe is her munchkin). So we're out there riding waves and having a great time and then all of a sudden I see this big wave coming and Zoe is all "Here comes another one, a big one" I said ok are you ready, let's go and hold on. Well, right as we were about to jump the wave broke a little earlier than expected and knocked me off my feet. I pick up Zoe, both of us sputtering delicious salt water and trying to catch out breath from the unexpected bashing from the wave. As I am doing this I can hear my dad yelling at me. I'm thinking 'oh gosh he thinks I'm out to far'. So I start to make my way back into the shore and my dad is still yelling at me. What is his problem? All of a sudden he bursts out laughing still yelling my name and once I get closer yells "PUT YOUR BREAST BACK IN." OH . . . MY GOSH!!! I WAS MORTIFIED. Not only were there a ton of other people at the beach, but my poor dad had to see that. It could possibly give him nightmares for the rest of his life; or a great story to tell at poker games. So, I casually tuck in my double D and as we are moving towards shore my daughter says "Mommy, do we have to go back in because your booby fell out?" 'Yes sweetie, that's why we have to go back in'. Oh my poor dad."
All I have to say is, sis, stop wearing teeny bikinis that barely cover your assets. If you want to show off your stuff, there are nude beaches for that. Love you.
"Well dad, sis, Zoe, Aiden and I decided to go to the beach. I grabbed Zoe and started to go out so that she and I could rides some waves. (Zoe is her munchkin). So we're out there riding waves and having a great time and then all of a sudden I see this big wave coming and Zoe is all "Here comes another one, a big one" I said ok are you ready, let's go and hold on. Well, right as we were about to jump the wave broke a little earlier than expected and knocked me off my feet. I pick up Zoe, both of us sputtering delicious salt water and trying to catch out breath from the unexpected bashing from the wave. As I am doing this I can hear my dad yelling at me. I'm thinking 'oh gosh he thinks I'm out to far'. So I start to make my way back into the shore and my dad is still yelling at me. What is his problem? All of a sudden he bursts out laughing still yelling my name and once I get closer yells "PUT YOUR BREAST BACK IN." OH . . . MY GOSH!!! I WAS MORTIFIED. Not only were there a ton of other people at the beach, but my poor dad had to see that. It could possibly give him nightmares for the rest of his life; or a great story to tell at poker games. So, I casually tuck in my double D and as we are moving towards shore my daughter says "Mommy, do we have to go back in because your booby fell out?" 'Yes sweetie, that's why we have to go back in'. Oh my poor dad."
All I have to say is, sis, stop wearing teeny bikinis that barely cover your assets. If you want to show off your stuff, there are nude beaches for that. Love you.
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