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Fell on my Tush

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Mom needed help out by the pool because she was having trouble getting up and down from the concrete. I was like, “I got this.” When out there and helped with what she needed, stood up, fell backwards and landed completely on my backside. It was a slow fall so it didn’t hurt too bad. Of course, I freaked mom out from the fall, but then I pissed her off because I was laughing.

“This isn’t funny,” she said. I couldn’t stop laughing. I said, “It’s funny when you know that I peed my pants on impact with the concrete.” I just had to laugh. I think we should always laugh when we pee our pants, except maybe in public. But even then you get yourself out of public, cleaned up, and then you laugh hysterically.

Leaves

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One of the best parts of autumn are the beautiful fall colors. I love to watch the trees change from green to orange or red or yellow or burgundy, etc. I love to watch the leaves fall and hear them shuffle in the breeze. And this love brings me to a memory.
When I was in elementary school, probably around fourth grade, I walked home from school by myself. Our city let residents rake leaves to the side of the road and then they would have a leaf removal once a week. Those piles were always so inviting. One day, I just couldn’t help myself. I walked through this big pile of leaves. Kicked them and threw them up in the air and just watched them fall. I was having a blast. Unbeknownst to me, the owner of the leaves was watching. He came out bellowing with a rake. Scared me to death. Handed the rake to me and made me re-rake every single leaf I had disturbed. That man put the fear of God into me, and I never played in the leaves again. Wait, that’s a sad memory… I must find a pile of leaves stat. Talk soon.

Fall Love

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We’re a month into fall now, and it’s been fabulous so far. I love the fall. From the first of September I start celebrating spooky season. My Halloween clothes come out. I start decorating. I start eating candy… well, that never really stops. The joy that spooky season brings to people brings joy to me. I love seeing everyone’s decor and costumes. Though, I do get pissed at those people who poo-poo on others for wanting to skip to Christmas. Everyone should be able to celebrate what they want when they want without others shitting all over their fun.
Which brings me to November 1. Halloween goes away and Christmas comes out. I love Christmas. I love buying gifts for others, though not as big a fan of wrapping them. I love decorating. I enjoy bringing out all the decorations that I’ve bought over the years, as well as digging out the decorations from my mom and grandma, and in some cases my great grandma. I love the generations that can be celebrated. And this chubby little chick loves the food. I don’t usually start the baking till late December, but we make fudge and cookies and chocolate pie and anything else I can think of to make.
I love Halloween movies and I love Christmas movies, and for this reason I really enjoy the Nightmare Before Christmas. You get the best of both worlds. Also, for the record, to me Die Hard is a Christmas movie. This year I even bought a Die Hard advent calendar where each day a wee Hans Gruber falls a little further down Nakatomi Plaza. I won’t argue with those who don’t agree with me as long as they don’t try to take away my fun. Then we have a problem. Either I’ll be angry or more likely my feelings will be hurt.
Once again, this blog post has rambled through my brain and is now on the computer for eternity, as nothing disappears on the internet. Talk soon.