Let's Get This Party Started

Ah... Yes... My Funny Family...
My brother started a blog about his genealogy research that he's been doing and mentioned in one of this posts that I could have an entire blog about one trip that we took together along with one of my sisters.  And, I got thinking that he's probably right.  I made updates via Facebook when we were on our trip; but, if I would have had a blog started it would have been hilarious!

I have to tell you that I grew up in a large family with eight kids (I'm Kid #7) plus two parents all in a three bedroom house (no pets).  Maybe we were a little crowded; but, it sure didn't feel like it.  One bathroom for everyone to share. No air conditioning. No color television until sometime in the late 70's.   (I'd like to see some of the kids nowadays try to survive on that kind of lifestyle!  LOL!)  We are still a very close family and do a lot of things together. There was always a lot of laughter growing up and there still is a lot of laughter!  They say it's the best medicine and I believe it!!

This blog will be about the funny stuff that happens to me and those around me!  It will probably jump around.  I'll have some new stuff and will also have some old funny stories/happenings.  Some names may be changed to protect the innocent!

My Tornado Dream
I was always teased because I have some extraordinarily strange/funny dreams.  I think that every year that we did a family gift exchange of gag gifts, I always got some type of dream interpretation book.  I've tried to read a couple of them; but, they don't mean anything to me.  One time there was a new sleep clinic opening in our state and as a promotion they advertised on the radio that you could call an 800 number and this gal would interpret your dreams.  My mom came over and told me about it.  Of course I had to call!  I took my telephone (which was tethered to the wall - that's how long ago it was) and stretched the cord all of the way into my washroom and closed the door to tell this lady my dream while my mother kept an eye on my daughters.  I felt like a fool telling her my most famous dream.

I had a dream about these tornadoes that came into town and they were beautiful cartoon Hawaiian tornado ladies (search Google images for Hula Girl Pinup Cartoon and you'll get a decent idea of what they looked like).  They were cartoon Hawaiian ladies with their hair up swept into a French twist with a flower in their hair, leis around their necks, bikini tops (just like they were going to a luau) and from the hips down they were spinning tornadoes.  I was in the bathroom taking cover with my daughters because the tornado sirens were going off when I heard a knock at the door.  I crawled from the bathroom to the living room on my hands and knees to answer the door.  It was my mother, brother and one of my sisters wanting to know if the girls and I wanted to go and grab a bite to eat.  For some reason, even though I HAD been taking cover, I got the girls and we left the house to go eat with them.  We were on the highway on the outskirts of town and I spotted these tornadoes (about six of them).  One of the tornado ladies tried to knock down a house but it was too much for her.  She bumped into the house and her tornado stopped spinning and she collapsed (cartoonishly fainting - I'm also picturing Mike Meyers on Saturday Night Live when he plays the older Jewish lady being "verklempt") on the front stoop of the house.  The lead tornado lady spotted my sister riding in the front seat and gave us the evil eye and started heading for us.  I got my sister out of the front seat and made her get to the back.  I told her that I thought the tornado was jealous of her boobs!  The dream interpreter told me that the tornadoes represented chaos in my life and the tornado headed for us represented me being jealous of my sister's maternal instinct.  The chaos may have been right at that time; but, I don't agree with the jealousy of my sister's maternal instinct!  See?!  Who dreams stuff like this?!!  LOL!  They are the most vivid colorful dreams.  I wish that there was a way to record them.  Or, I wish that I had been gifted the talent to draw and could recreate my dreams on paper.  When I tell my family my dreams, sometimes you should see the looks on their faces!  Hilarious!