There was a story on the news about a 5-year-old who called 911 when his Dad collapsed, and ended up saving his life. At first I thought, “Shit. My kids don’t know how to use a phone. They don’t know what 9-1-1 is.” And then I thought it through a little. I thought about teaching my children — MY children — how to use a phone and dial 911. Here, with 100% certainty, is what would happen.
Dispatcher: 911 what is your emergency?
Caller: *giggle*
Dispatcher: Hello? What is your emergency?
Caller: PENIS! (hangs up)
Now repeat that about 500 times.
I think I am going to go ahead and take my chances. I’ve had a good life.
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A big thanks to Christina over at Delirious Mom for giving me a Fabulous Blog ribbon! So awesome! Thanks so much!
Here is how this one works:
1. Post the rules.
Done-zo.
2. Name five of your most fabulous moments, either in real life or in the blogosphere.
- It’s honestly too much pressure. Can’t. Can’t. Can’t.
3. Name five things you love.
- Books
- Air conditioning
- Lattes
- Sleep
- Swearing
4. Name five things you hate.
- Mean people
- Heat
- Cocktail parties……….I’ve never actually been to one. It’s more the idea of one. Meeting new people AND being fancy? Not my strong suits.
- Being a nuisance
- Olives
5. Pass the ribbon on to five other bloggers. (Leave them a comment to notify them of their win.)
There are too many people I love and adore. I have updated my blog roll — check those folks out!!! They are amazing.
Pile of Babies 