So last Saturday, I was doing laundry and stuff, when I realized only Little Logan and myself were in the house. Where did the rest of my family go? Well Jessie actually was in the house, but she was hidden in the dark cave that is her room. She was still asleep, at about 11:00 in the morning. Its a hard life being an 18 year old.
I asked Logan, "Where is Syd?" He tells me she is outside with Daddy bringing the hay in. I say to myself, "Self, this will probably be a good blog post. Take yourself outside and take pictures." So I get my camera and make Little Logan put down his video games, and go outside to take pictures. Its a beautiful day outside. Beautiful blue skies, wonderful 100 degrees weather, 110 degree heat index. What more could you want?
So Little Logan and I get the four-wheeler and head on out to get some pictures.
Big Logan was unloading the hay off the trailer when we got out there.
He was keeping hydrated, because it was a scorcher out there.
So if he is unloading the hay, who was driving the trailer?
Yep that is my little girl driving her daddy's truck with a trailer attached. He is a brave, brave man.
Big Logan has this really bad and nasty habit. He "dips" tobacco. BLECH :(
Now I am only telling you this, so you will understand what happened next.
This was the last dip in the can. So someone asked for the can, and is wasn't this cutie.
It was this one!
Sorry Syd there is none in the can. What? You think you can get some out of there? Well go ahead and get you some little missy! Just remember a little between the check and gum, watch out tummy here it comes.
So how is it Syd????
I don't think we will be doing this again. ;)
12 comments:
Great photos...so very gross with the dip
ahhh.. live, learn and GET LOADED.
PS. Hubby just explained hay to me last month. I know I'm stupid but I swear I thought it was like grain or something, I didnt realize it was just high grass!
PS. Me and you 5am Monday, be there.
Haha this cracked me up! I did the same thing when I was about 16. I put the dip in my mouth....spit it out, and promptly grabbed the water hose and rinsed and rinsed and rinsed.
Yeah...it wasn't my most graceful moment!
Yuck! Yuck!! Yuck!!!
Glad that was Syd's reaction, too. Now you'll just have to keep a watch out that Little Logan doesn't try to emulate his daddy!
Did I say "yuck!"???
Yuck! Lesson learned though, right?
ha ha ha...daddy's girl fer sure!
Fun post!
EWWW!!! My husband used to dip Copenhagen when we were in high school and first married. It finally got too expensive. My 15 year old put some in his mouth when he was around two. The girl just had to try didn't she? She had all those male hormones going after driving the truck with a trailer. Grandmaw Dearmon dipped snuff. She would try to kiss you with black stuff running out of her mouth. Then, she would pat your back- that old farm woman had some muscle. She would knock you across the room- I only weighed 95 lbs, so they had to tie a rope to me so they could pull me back upright.
There's a daddy's girl for sure!
I think it would've sealed the deal if she had swallowed some and then vomitted. That's a way to prevent your kids from ever dipping again :-).
I guess sometimes letting them try it actually works out to our advantage...hope the yard sales were fun!
LOL, wish I had read this before I saw her tonight! Yum Yum dipping is fun! NOT!!!
I missed this!!! Guess what? My hubby dips too. The cheap stuff though. Some nasty worm dirt called Grizzly.
OK, I am going to talk to Syd now.
Hey Syd. Nasty stuff isn't it? Once, my high school sweetheart left his Skoal at my house. My mom and I decided that we would try it. OH. MY. GOSH. That was the nastiest stuff! And it BURNED. My whole tongue hurt! So yeah, I am with you. Been there done that too.
When are you going to share some more poetry?
Take Care Ladies.
Jen
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