British Columbia, Canada
OMG, I am so sorry, I DO need a life! I went by the computer and thought I would see what was going on in here. Raph you are lucky you didn't tear a ligament, and if it was not so funny, your incident is very sad. Tip: Always put a glass or bottle of water in the fridge before bed. While I am at it - let's remind people about Sea's tip about staying cool just 'cause it works! Put your sheets in the freezer before you jump on them or in them to beat the heat. Any who...
Raph’s puddle lead me to my Jell-O wrestling memory. Why you ask – Jello-O wrestling? First, ask anyone who knows me, I hate "any mess," and was dubbed Martha almost all my life here, but I was dared by "friends" that I couldn't stand to do it. Well like any blonde, tell them they can't do something, and they are first in line, I think it is just inbred. Besides, it was a charity drive for Children's Hospital, so I figured how bad could it be? I had seen the women wrestlers on the poster, and they were not too big, and I was told they would be acting most of the time so we just played along.
All my girlfriends were there waiting, and I couldn’t back out now. So there I was on some sort of a waterbed type thingee, (it was raised off the ground and bounced is all I remember,) when up climbed, not I replace that verb with “jumped,” a 25 foot Amazon in braids yet! Run says my stomach, but I look at all those girls who said I couldn’t do this and stubbornness won out. A bell dings, and rushing towards me is a fate worse than death I swear! This Amazon then started pushing green Jell-O where no Jell-O should ever go. Now considering my athletic abilities at that time were cheer-leading and running after boys I hung in there really well, until ... I tried to stand up to jump on her to see how she liked it. I bonked my head on the referee's chin making him cut his lip, slid into the Amazon’s belt buckle and cut my leg big time on it, then slid off that Jell-O-coated contraption onto the concrete floor and the tore my cartilage in my left knee, and it turned out I needed arthroscopic surgery to repair cartilage. I really HAD fallen and couldn't get up so they got an ambulance, and then they called the match because of obviously what they deemed was my stupidity not hers. (Well it beat her winning.) Like I was 5'6 and she was 25 feet tall, what part of that doesn't make sense - well okay she was about 5,11 or 6 ft. but still? I wanted to sue them for all the damage (mostly being thrown around by that Amazon, but they reminded me of the release form I signed.) Shoot! In later years that stupid incident cost me tons of pain in that knee and when I went to have surgery when I tore all the ligaments in that same knee skiing, I found out that dumb doctor had removed the cartilage not repaired it so I did have just cause for a legal suit but too late.
I am so sorry to take up so much space but I truly do have a million stupid stories, and unfortunately each one is all too true. Nancy Lee and Chris you will appreciate the time I stole the Ontario/Manitoba flag off the pole at the border going into Falcon Lake for a boyfriend’s breezeway - shall I go there? I “borrowed” my Dad’s car, loaded it full of girls, and a trunk full of “rot-gut”, but I ended up in jail with three girlfriends to be taught a horrible lesson I tell you I never forgot!
Nan, Karen, Kit - go read a book you know all these ones. Anyway when you do get hard up for stories, I have gazillions unfortunately. I have mellowed some over the years, and won't go as far back as Willow and I when we were young as that would teach kids the wrong things, but there are some cute ones that could be repeated. Like the time we took the Dean's car, and put it on the roof of the facility building "for fun" I got caught. I was UofM's worst nightmare I tell you, and her ladyship Willow, encouraged me all the time. Actually dated a construction guy to get access to the crane that lifted that Volkswagon that time. Tsk, tsk.