Mallory's Funny Rabbit is gone. So is Mikyla's. They think someone stole them. Truth is.. we set them free. Free. Run. Run wild and free my sweet limp necked funny rabbits! (No, the limp neck isn't funny, what's funny is that they're not bunny rabbits but 'funny' rabbits.)
Mom melted in Vero Beach. Did I remember to say that? No. Really. We didn't have hats, or umbrellas. Just ..we were only going for a few minutes.. so no need, right? Oh was there a very big need. I walked for a few feet picking up shells.. and.. my eyes started burning. I didn't know why they were burning, but they were. I went back to the mat mom was sitting on and sat down and started to wipe my eyes when she said.."My eyes are burning".. I .. looked over and .. there were these huge .. big ...gigantic..sweat balls rolling off of her forehead, off of her brows, spang into her eyes.. rolling off of her nose, off of her earlobes, and I watched fascinated, she was melting right before my very eyes! I said .. "Mom! You're MELTING! We better get you home!" And home we went, just in time I think because by the time we got there, half of her head was gone!
I have this face that won't let me lie. I can't. I can't lie. My face tells on me. I can speak the words.. "Oh! That's the best elderberry jelly I've ever eaten in my life!"..and my voice sounds so sincere.. but my face tells the truth.. "that taste's like shit, why would you ask me to taste that?" If I'm in a good mood, my face shows it, if I'm in a rotten mood, the same thing. Once.. around Christmas time.. I was irritated, semi-broke, in a rush, ready to scream, trying to find affordable (cheap) gifts for my family - in a crowded store full of folks doing the same thing...when I walked (stormed?) closer to the woman who was walking towards me. She jumped as her eyes met mine and she said.. "Woah!", moving quickly out of my way. Her face was telling the truth too.. "Oh Hell," it said.. "This woman looks MEAN! I better get the hell out of her way!".. When I saw her reaction, I couldn't help it, I busted a gut laughing.
Yes.
There's a point to this.
This morning, Stan was standing in the den, looking out of the window. He called to me in the living room and said, "Here comes little Juel."
I got up and went to the door to see what he meant and when I saw the expression on Mikyla's face, I couldn't help it, I just CRACKED UP! She looked like a thunder cloud rolling in. *laughs* I could see in an instant she wasn't a very happy camper! She was miffed at her mommy for something, and while she wasn't saying anything, her face sure wasn't about to lie!
Little Juel struck again last night too, when we were watching A&E. Mikyla was on Sarah's lap, I was on the Sofa with Mal. A commercial came on, advertising a forensics show, the view, a dead woman sprawing on the floor..
Mikyla pipes up.. "LOOK MOM!!" and pointed to the dead woman all excited and ready to watch the television. Sarah rolled her eyes and said, "Uh-huh, a cadaver, how nice." Ok, call me sick, but that cracked me up. Little Juel. I kinda like that. :)