Yesterday I asked for some embarrassing moments and Elle P. from Spill The Beans, who is a mama to 3 boys, sure did deliver. She always makes me laugh to the point of peeing myself so make sure you have some towels handy.
Here are some great posts from Elle:
Devil Bird~these effers freak me out too and my husband gets the greatest enjoyment out of seeing my reaction whenever we come across one which thanfully isn’t that often.
Q and A with Elle P.
Elle: If you could send any celebrity/reality star into space so you’d never had to hear about them again, who would it be?
Elle P: OMG, I would love to get rid of Miley Cyrus. I can not stand the sight, nor the sound of her. That chick CAN NOT SING and SHOULD NOT BE FAMOUS for anything, ever.
Elle: What song(s) makes you want to dance around your house and/or brings you back to your teen years?
Elle P: Moves like Jaggar by Maroon 5. L-O-V-E love that song…. I don’t dance around my house too often I usually just jam out to it in my minivan. Stop laughing! My minivan RULES. Oh who am I kidding- I call it The Loser Cruiser.
Elle: If the zombie apocalypse happened tomorrow, which weapon would you want to have to fight these brain eaters?
A. a flame thrower.
B. an unlimited supply of ninja throwing stars.
C. a chainsaw.
D. a shoelace because you’re bad ass.
E. other and what would it be?
F. none of the above, I want to be a damn zombie!
Elle P: E- Other. I would choose garlic. In Plants vs. Zombies, they hate the taste of garlic and move on to another plant. So in real life? I will fight them off with garlic and they will move onto other brains. Like maybe Miley Cyrus’. Bwahahahahahahahah!
Birthday Cake Phobia.
It happened September 2nd in 2005, when my older boys were 5 and 3 1/2. That is when I developed an intense… hmmm… fear may be a little strong but I’m dramatic, so we’ll go with it… I developed an intense FEAR for childrens’ birthday parties, held in public places. Specifically, the birthday cakes.
My neighbor and I decided to take our kids to an indoor playground/moon bounce place. The kids were having a blast, running, jumping and playing. After awhile, I realized that I hadn’t seen them in a few minutes.
Just as I started to look for them, my friend’s daughter (also 3 1/2) runs over to me and says “Elle! Your boys are over there, with the birthday party and they are playing with the cake!!!!”
I ran toward where she was pointing and as I rounded the corner, I could hear them happily saying, “Vroom, vroom! Beep, beep, beep! Errrr!”
They had found a cake similar to the one above and… you may need to sit down for this… were playing with the construction trucks ON TOP OF THE CAKE. They had smeared the icing, with the tires of the trucks, all over the cake; including where it said “Happy Birthday”.
Of course, I started shrieking and freaking out. I then, red-faced and on the verge of tears, found the parents from the party and along with the boys, apologized. They were understandably upset but very gracious.
I begged them to let me pay for the cake, but they kindly refused. Before leaving, I did find the owner of the moon bounce place, explained what happened and gave him money to put toward the party.
I found out later that he redesigned the layout of his indoor play place, and had the birthday party area completely sectioned off and unavailable to the general public. I wholeheartedly believe this was because of my children.
People of the Internet, there are no words to describe just how utterly and completely mortified I was. Everyone who knows about this story assures me that someday I will laugh about it.
It has been 4 years and I am so not there yet. In fact, I have been thinking about asking my doctor for anti-anxiety meds to take only when attending children’s birthday parties.