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Thursday, February 2, 2012

Writer's Post: Accidents

This week's writer's post topic is on accidents. How fun is that! It brings back all sorts of wonderful memories about my childhood.

Hey, Boo Boo!

When I was a little girl, my daddy called me his "Little Boo Boo." I'm not sure why, since we never stole any pic-a-nic baskets, and it's not like I messed up too much... okay, I confess, my bother called me, "Miss Breaker," but pul-lease. I'm not the only one in the family to have accidents. I didn't crash a bicycle built for two on the horse trail in French Lick, Indiana, nor did I back into the dishwasher to emerge with a big freakin' knife hanging out of my booty. That was someone else in the family.

I'm also not to blame when the old neighbor crashed his bike on the side of the road. I was maybe eight years old and carefully looping my wheels around the neighborhood when I happened to pass an old guy––probably younger than I am now, but old to me––wobbling back and forth on a tiny bike made for his kid. He obviously never learned how to ride a bike, since "they" say one never forgets. 

Anyway, I spun past him, minding my own business and the dude crashes! I didn't push him. I didn't veer into him. In fact, I wasn't anywhere near him; however, his old biddy wife comes pounding the door screaming at how I caused her sweetheart's accident.

How could anyone as cute as I was cause trouble?

Anyone who grew up with me knows I was just the type to grit my teeth and plunge into old guys on undersized bikes just for kicks. No, Mr., that was your kid! Remember, him? He used to dig holes in the park, cover them with leaves, and wait behind a tree, so he could laugh at seeing "someone" have an "accident." I'm surprised he didn't have an accident in his pants the day the scary sixth grade teacher picked him up hitch hiking. I know I would have. Accidents. Yeah, right!

15 comments:

Lady Gwen said...

So, tell me Little Boo Boo - were you born kind of late in your parents life? LOL, Joyce - just kidding! Loved the post. Funny as always:)

November Rain - k~ said...

Joyce, when I need a really good laugh, I stop by here and perch my eyebones on the wonderful words left for us. Thank you!

Joyce Lansky said...

Actually, I was. LOL!

Joyce Lansky said...

Thanks, k~. I have fun with this blog.

Damyanti said...

Thanks for the laugh :)

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DUTA said...

You're very cute ,indeed, in the picture! No, you don't look at all like the kind of girl to cause accidents .
Funny childhood memories!

Fireman said...

I wanna know more about the knife in the butt, it's the fireman in me I guess.

alissa apel said...

I ran my bike off a retaining wall. Not fun, but funny to look back on.

Darlene ~Bloggity Blogger~ said...

I suspect you did cause the old guy to have an accident, but I can't prove it! LOL

Jo said...

I tend to agree with Darlene on this one! LOL You are just too funny. :) ♥

Crash Test Mummy said...

Oh gosh - I am so accident prone! Unbelievably the only time I've broken anything was my nose whilst skiing!

Jenn said...

As always--you take a theme--and you make me laugh!! I enjoyed this post!! Cheers, Jenn.

Binky said...

Miss Breaker, huh? I guess I shouldn't put out the good china.

Rhonda said...

I agree - no one as cute as you could ever cause trouble. I should know, I lived with you at Uni. Never a stitch of trouble :)

marjan said...

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