Sunday, June 17, 2007

Elvis Goes Goth (C) Mom 2007

Yesterday evening we were at a friend's house.(The following is staged between intervals of playing 'spy' with a 6 year old girl in a red dress-up dress and silver sequins with a Disney Princess 'Jasmine' headband and a boa with not feathers, but that plastic pompom stuff. Very purple.)The 8 year old boy, Evan, handed me a little keychain. "Here. Put it in your pocket and take it home." "What... What is this?!" I asked. "Just take it home" "O...k..." I said as I stuffed it in my jeans pocket. Carli (the little 6-year-old) tugged me downstairs for our next 'Mission Somewhat Possible'.

I forgot about the keychain until I sat on it in the car. I pulled it out and randomly remarked "It's so cute!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" "What is?" Mom asked. "This!" I handed it up to the front passenger seat. "It looks like Elvis! It has the curled lip and everything!" I'm glad she wasn't driving.
"It's Elvis Parsley. I'm taking him everywhere with me. I can tell people I can give them Elvis's autograph and dip his feet into the stamp pad and charge them a dollar!" I rambled. " He looks Goth! He has black lipstick on, honey!" She said. " I don't care. He uses the new product 'Mouth-Liner. He's the new star of my blog!" I retorted. "I want his autograph!" That was my brother in the seat beside me. "Give me a buck." "I'm going out to the woods right now." "NO! A buck as in a dolla! 1 dolla, 1 dolla. Moo-lah." It didn't work so well. I didn't end up with that 'dolla' bill, and he didn't get an autograph. Humph.

At home, I showed 'Elvy' the house. "Now this is the bathroom, Elvy. Do you need to go? 'Cause if you do, we're gonna have a problem getting those pants down." My mom and brother cracked up.
This morning, Phil (my bro) woke me up to look for Elvy. He was jealous. "Where is he? I want El-vyyyy! (I had cleverly hid Elvis in my glasses case the night before) When he wasn't looking, I snuck it under the bed. "In here? How 'bout here?" It was endless torture. He finally stopped.

So Elvis Parsley is the new star of my blog.
Remember: Save the pigs!


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