When we were in San Diego last month, Aunt Susan told me she had something for my mom, something she'd pulled out of the dumpster and stored out back for her.
This, to be exact:
A custom-made wooden slalem ski. Isn't the logo amazing?
We cleaned it up and hung it on the wall. It's not like we could send it in the mail, so we might as well enjoy it. I've told Mom that it's waiting for her if she wants it, but Toben loves it and has declared she's gonna have to fight him for it. Indian leg wrestling maybe?
Why a water ski for my mom?
Susan knows how much we love to ski every summer at the lake (of the Ozarks in Missouri, that is--Osage Beach, to be exact) and that my mother is a fabulous skier. (Kristen and I are sure it's in the genes, since we aren't too bad either and always get up on the first try.)
Mom learned on the bayou in Louisiana when she was a kid, so she had to good. In my mind, she learned to ski fast and well and not fall down so she wouldn't be eaten by the 'gators I imagine were here, there, and everywhere just waiting to eat her for lunch.
What a cool Aunt you have !!!!!!!!
Posted by: www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=604645839 | October 21, 2009 at 09:32 AM
LOL!! Great story! I am "simply living" down here in the bayous of Louisiana and can tell you from experience that you are exactly right. If you don't get up and have to hang out and wait for the boat to come back around...who knows what might nibble those toes!! YIKES!!
Your blog is wonderful and is such an inspiration. I am always amazed at how many people I meet out here in blogland that think the same way I do...even if they are so far away!! Its wonderful!!
Kellye
Posted by: Kellye | October 21, 2009 at 11:28 AM
Yeah, because I live in Louisiana, and would NEVER ski over or in a bayou! How funny.
Posted by: Kristy | October 21, 2009 at 05:41 PM
I have the other ski, is yours a slalom? Mine only has one boot. Contact me at 816 350 9086
Posted by: Brandon Harris | January 18, 2015 at 11:16 AM