So back to my story.
Went to Crivitz, WI w/my aunts to attend a huge craft show. Crafts aren't my thing but the chance to hang with my Mom's younger sisters is always one you take.
The are way fun and unique.
First signs that things were going to be trouble.
My two aunts walking behind me at the gas station in Rosendale w/their shorts pulled up to their chests, t-shirts tucked in walking funny.
I should have known when the older one Pennie gave the younger one Tammie a look.
I even said - don't do it ... they did. The official Harrison slash Urkel scary walk.
Nice...
So we get to Crivitz have a lovely hotel room w/a bonus indoor pool. Decide to go get dinner at a place called R Family Restaurant.
I order the smelt basket - I love Wisconsin! They are out, I settle for baked fish.
Isn't that smelt?
No it's not.
As Pennie is in the loo my other aunt and I run to her Avalanche and move it so it looks like we have left. As we are peering around the corner we hear a - tried to trick me huh? Keep in mind we only have two hotel keys. Pennie doesn't have either of them.
Let the games begin.
Prank two:
After dinner we drove around and decided to utilize the pool and hot tub.
My aunts and I were cattily gleeful because all the other women poolside were bigger than we were. To get back at her sister for earlier my aunt Pennie and I take both hotel keys and go back to the room - leaving Tammie who yells at us to let her know when the shower is open.
A few hours later I go get her. hee hee..
Prank three:
It's now my turn. My aunt Pennie recently acquired a tattoo with me.
She wants another one and really wants to get it w/me.
There is a ink shop in Crivitz called That Tattoo Shop. It's on the main drag so we drove by several times joking about getting one.
However I refused for a variety of reasons, the biggest one:
They were drinking outside the shop all wearing various Nascar clothing.
UH NO
Well, my aunt Tammie had other ideas.
As we are heading back to our room Saturday she pulls into the parking lot and says ready to get your tattoo? We are going to pay for it.
My stomach drops. This is the last place I want to get inked at, no offense to Crivitz but if I have to be sober so does the person inking me, thankyou.
She laughs and pulls away.
woo those aunts!
There is more to tell but I will save it for tomorrow.
Stay tuned for the infamous raccoon who bites booties!
And Annie sorry to say no lumber camp for us.
Just a lot of craft stores...
Tuesday, August 10, 2004
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You're not a normal family, but you're a fun family, yes? :) Yes.
I know we are weird.
And that is why my family rules. :)
Love 'em to pieces.
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