July 12, 2011

Spray Paint and Swear Words

IN BIG NEWS, my parents are no longer Californians.  That's right! They are moving onward and upward.  Except, they aren't.  They are moving to Arizona.  Which, in my humble opinion, is not exactly an upgrade. No offense to all of my Arizona readers....there are so many of you...wink, wink.  It is however, a really great move for them, and my mom is going to be following in my footsteps as a fourth grade teacher.  And, I cannot complain about the fact that they will be living right on the Colorado River.
But, you know what I can complain about?  All of the crap of theirs that we have had to move.  This is not a normal amount of crap.  This is like "I can't get rid of that half empty spray paint can from 1970 that was bought at Nail Apron!!" kind of crap.  Do you remember Nail Apron?  No, you don't!  Because they went out of business in 1852. 

The other day, when I was moving box after box, I was cussing in my head ALOT!  Then I actually used a swear word OUT LOUD when I was talking to my dad...shocking, I know.  I confessed to him that I had been saying that word in my head ALL DAY LONG.  So, he asked me if I had flipped anyone off that day.  Of course I had not, I told him, because if I was going to flip anyone off, it would be him.  He's the one that has all the s#%@ I've been moving.

It has not been all misery and swear words though.  There have been some fun times had.  Take, for example, when my parents were carrying a 5,000 pound T.V. out of their storage unit, and my dad slipped and fell, with the T.V. landing on his knee.  Good times people.  Good times.
And, not to toot my own horn or anything, but I was the sole daughter helping out for several days in a row.  Each day, I would just pack up the dogs and we would head on over to the storage unit.  They were in hog heaven, those dogs.  There was so much to explore, and Belle even made an escape attempt to explore the wild outdoors of warehouse row.
But, then there was one day when everyone came over to help.  And, not only my dogs were there, but Kristina and Kim's dogs were there.  This made for a really fun distraction.  They were gallivanting every which way, until we had to round up the posse and fence them off.  We concocted quite a little set-up.
There was a bit of an uprising on the part of a couple of these canines.  Belle found a way to push the gate open just enough for Kali to squeeze her tiny body through.  Belle is the master escape artist, and she is teaching the new pups her wild ways.  This happened at least 3 times.  Those two really bonded.
Sweetest moment of the day.

And, despite all the "stuff" that had to be moved (and the stuff that still has to be moved), I am very excited for my parents and this new phase of life for them.  I will miss them, but I know Arizona is only temporary. (It better be!)

And, Mom and Dad, I will move your S#%& anytime, because heaven knows you have moved a lot of mine.  Heck, I'll even stand by while you carry a T.V. and drop it on your leg again, if you want me to.


  1. My oh my, how many times did your parents help you move your s%$t? Granted, they had a lot of s%$t, but they can leave it in my garage anytime. :-)

  2. Wow, what news! Us on the East Coast are looking forward to hearing more details.

  3. Karen, are you Anonymous? Speaking of leaving things in relatives' garages... when are they coming back to move their #$@! off of my garage floor and into my attic? They have disappeared. The storage fee meter is clicking away.

  4. What are you talking about? It's not like you need that little bit of floor - you have plenty of your own #$@! in there to move yourself.

    btw, Mindy, I thought your post was hysterical. The picture of Bell and the new pup is classic.

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  6. Your dogs look so happy, I'm glad they had an owner like you. Keep it up :)

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