Tuesday, 8 December 2009

The Classics

You probably, if you know me well, will have heard some of these but i thought what the hell might as well put them up...

OK you guys already know my mum is a bargain maniac, but a couple of things about my dad before we start. He's a computer wizard! He's got a PHD in computer engineering and built me the computer i'm using now! You might think 'thats awesome' or 'i don't see the problem'. Now what you don't know is my dad has created a series of firewalls that stop me from playing online games unless i annoy him for enough time to make an exception. Also at anytime he can look at my screen from his computer downstairs, without me knowing!!!! he can remotely shut down my PC at any time etcetera etcetera...

Ok now for the stories:

We are on the way to Birmingham, mum is map reading (they don't believe in Satnav, another story) dad is driving and my 16 year old sister (at the time) was slouching across the whole of the back seats with her feet on my lap!!!! Dad is rabbiting on about god knows what, mum was listening to the sardanas (a type of Spanish dancing music, look it up on spotify if you want to hear hell on a track) and Isabellle is listening to music with her ipod and texting away. So anyway we are going to Birmingham for a wedding and we are on the motorway and mum is moving her finger along the map in time with us... we miss Birmingham... the second biggest city in England and we miss it... mum aparently was following us on the wrong road and according to her we were not in the country side we were in the middle of Birmingham and Dad was going on about how we should have known from the position of the sun. Isabelle hasn't realised and is still texting away and bopping along to goodness knows what. And theres just me sitting in the back wondering how the hell did i deserve this?

I was a couple of years old and my parents were out and the babysitter has gone to bed. Ok imagine mission impossible music while you read this... ok so i get out of my cot, go down 6 flights of stairs to the kitchen (quite impressive for a 2 year old) and then get a chair and push it up to the cupboard and get the chocolate biscuits! I then eat them and stuff the evidence in Dads bin, hehe, and then i crawl back into my cot. When my parents get back they spot the chocolate wrapper in dads bin and could imagine mum visibly filling up with anger... then they see me... with chocolate all round my face =]

Ok last one... Isabelle was skiing with mum and dad (i wasn't born yet). Mum and dad were doing the traditional side to side skiing then they see Isabelle just plummet through the middle going ridiculously fast laughing. Now this wouldn't be that bad but at the bottom of the ski run there is a big mound of snow that could be used as a ramp... that leads strait into the car park! So Isabelle is racing to the ramp (hopefully without realising what it would mean) and mum and dad start to race after her. Mum promptly fall over and dad (the better skier) carrys on racing after her. He finally rugby tackles her to the ground a couple of metres from the ramp =]

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