Conversation tonight. I was hungry for something sweet. I was looking for a bowl of cut up canteloupe from my fridge.
Me: Where's my canteloupe?
T: We ate it. It sucked.
Bones: It did. It really sucked.
T: It was hard.
Bones: like an apple
T: without taste
Bones: It was awful
Me: *pause* but I notice it is still gone...
Bones: We were doing you a favor.
T: Big favor. It sucked. Really.
I was in San Antonio with the Boys Choral group and the entire trip was planned by a Festival company. They did a really crappy job.
At one point, the plan was to drop us off downtown at some Mexican Market thing... for FOUR HOURS. Four hours of Mexican stuff... with 180 middle school kids.
There were four of us women that just kind of hung out together. Similar senses of humor and values... we found ourselves laughing a lot.
Five minutes into it, the four of us looked at each other and said, "NO WAY. No way we can do this for four hours..." (Fortunately, the choral directors saw it our way and we left after two.)
We knew it to be true when we found the Last Supper carved out of wood and made completely of Mexican men wearing sombreros.
Christ was wearing a sombrero. You can't make this stuff up. I just wish I'd had the wherewithal to take a picture.
Instead I took a picture of a life sized porcelain pig. As I leaned over it, one of the Moms said to me, 'Bou. What are you doing?" To which I replied, "This is a large piggy bank, right? I mean, what do you do with a life sized porcelain pig?"
Of course I sent it to my sister, the picture, not the pig, and told her it was extraordinarily fortuitous that I was traveling by air, for if I'd been by car, I would have purchased one of said pigs and given it to her as a gift so she could pretend she was riding it.
Did I ever post the story about the time she separated her shoulder while in the gym with me, and the next week some guy asked her what happened (her arm was in a sling) and tired of telling the story, she made up one about riding/racing pigs for a children's charity and falling off, separating her shoulder, while she tried to save the life of a child falling off their own pig?
So now I have. And the urge was most overwhelming to buy one of those pigs and have it shipped to her...
I did not.
I found a good home for latch hook rug Jesus and if I'd thought about it, I would have bought Apostle/Jesus Sombrero Last Supper for him too.
I'm not sure why I wasn't thinking clearly that day.
So much potential for gift giving...
Bones is auditioning for a new group next month.
It is a serious group, but a fun group... get to 1:30 when it gets funny.
This is the mens's group he aspires to sing with...Posted by Boudicca at May 15, 2012 09:06 PM