Blog-Induc ed Memories
Have any of y'all ever had some random DISTANT memory sparked by a totally (seemingly) unrelated blog?
I did a blog yesterday about the "Loud 'N Clear" commercial - it seemed to spark a memory with NorthTX that was funny - then TI made a comment about a hearing mechanism thing in hearing aids that sparked a memory with ME that I wanted to share...
My step-dad is a purple heart from the Korean War after he was hit by a frag grenade... Needless to say, he also lost his hearing. He has been through several hearing aids - as technology grew, he would have new ones fitted for him.
When my sister and I were teens (I was prob. 15, my sister prob. 13) I lived with my mom and step-dad, my sister lived with my dad and step-mom. Since I only saw my sister on the weekends - we really made the best of it. One of our favorite things to do .... was to all be at the dinner table - and my sister and I would start "mouthing" words to each other - as if we were having a silent conversation. We would throw our heads back as if we were laughing, continue to mouth words - but in reality we would never make a sound... Then (it happened EVERY time), my step-dad would turn up the volume on his hearing aid (it made a loud "squeal" when he turned it up). As he would turn it up little by little - we would continue our "fake conversation" until the "squeal" from his hearing aids got to it's highest pitch (that meant it was all the way up). We would then carry on our conversation in NORMAL (maybe a little louder than normal sometimes.. hehehe) volume - and sure enough, my step-dad would yell "GAWD D****IT!!" and rush to turn his hearing aids down again... He laughed every time - after it was over, because he fell for it every time - and my mom would regularly spit her food out laughing - because she would be at the table and see it coming...
HAHAHAHA!
Then - shortly after that (I guess I was around 22-ish), my step-dad "upgraded" his hearing aids to ones that had a remote control (it looked like a key-fob - like the ones for your car or something). Which made life even MORE fun - as we would swipe his remote at random and turn it all the way down... then wait as he looked for the remote, and turn it all the way back up... HAHAHAHA!
I am sure glad he had a sense of humor - and he played his fair share of jokes on us, too - but it was all in fun. Now - when I tell him they make ones that will auto-turn down... He is SOOooo gonna be p*ssed that he endured such torture with his ancient ones!
Anyway - cracked me up to think of that story - so I wanted to share, and see if anyone else has these random distant memories sparked by a blog... THAT is fun.... of course I am over here just laughing all to myself.... HAHAHAHA!
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Infectious_Sense, 1 year ago | FlagOh yes - I would have gotten in trouble for forgettingmy key!
That must have been rough seeing that when you were young.
Yep - we sure think we "know best" - or are indestructible... And our decisions are ALWAYS the RIGHT ones!
I have said to my own on more than one occasion... Do you know that I am 36? Do you know I had to once BE 16 to GET TO 36? Believe it or not - I passed that age, too. I didn't fly to 36. -
NorthTx, 1 year ago | FlagI know what you mean about that hug one moment and beat the next.
While we were still living on 'the farm' as it was called, I always wanted to be on the horses. One day my dad and the owners were going out on horseback all day and I wanted to go. My brother and the owner's son got to go but they wouldn't let me because I was a girl. I didn't get mad at my dad, but I did my mom. In my thinking, I wanted to get back at her so I hid under the huge fig bush. I stayed there for a long time, only coming out when I saw the guys coming back on because I wanted to ride back to the house with my dad on his horse. The ride was great until my mom came and told him that I had been missing and she had been looking everywhere for me.
Another time I was told not to go to the barn all day. So what did I do but sneak down and go through the corn bin to see what was going on. I looked through a knot hole in the side of the barn and saw the guys cutting calves. I went back out the way I came in and went home that day.
Don't you know you would have gotten in trouble if you had knocked on the door for them to let you in. I can see where you were coming from. -
Infectious_Sense, 1 year ago | FlagNorthTX- THAT is funny! I wasn't thinking he was a mean old goat (hahaha @ that expression). My stepdad is the same way - just a very dry sense of humor - and never missed an opportunity to "jack" with someone. I know it looks kinda "mean" from the outside with some stories - but we had a blast growing up - really.
EXCEPT for one time - my sister and I had gone out to the movies - came back home and I had forgotten my house key. We decided the most logical thing (at the time) was to sleep in the boat (which was in the driveway - with one of those fitted covers over the top - and it was chilly outside). We were only awakened by the police sirens the next day... when my mom and stepdad had come out and saw my car, with my purse in it - and couldn't find us anywhere and had called 911. We come sleepy-eyed out of the boat from under the cover - and I really thought he was going to beat us after he hugged us... hahaha! THAT he did not find funny... but we didn't mean it to be - it was purely unintentional. We just wanted to stay warm.
Your "mean old goat" reminded me of THAT incident! Sometimes - I don't know how we survived growing up, really. I could have justifiably had my (_|_) beat on many occasions... -
NorthTx, 1 year ago | FlagWell, your blog did it again.
I never knew my maternal grandfather, and I barely remember my paternal grandfathe r.
The one memory I have of him is when he came to visit us on the farm/ranchwe lived on when I was about 5. He, my brother and I went out to pick wild grapes. He climbed up into the tree to get some there were higher up and fell out of the tree. The ground was very sandy, so he didn't get hurt but got a little ticked at me because I laughed. Heck, I was just a kid.
Anyway, one of the vines came down and went back up and was perfect for a kid to swing on. I was swinging away on when I yelled for him to look. He walked over and slashed the vine with this big knife he was using. I remember him telling me to be careful who and what you laugh at because it can come back to bite you.
In case you are thinking what a mean old goat he was, he bought my brother and I both out own calf before he went back home. -
Infectious_Sense, 1 year ago | FlagNo clue. A job? What is a JOB? Never heard of such......
I promptly reminded her that she works 4 hours a day... My shifts are 12 hours... Still - according to her - "it's just not the same".
Maybe we were the same... if so, I guess I have blocked that out - because I sure don't remember it. HAHAHA!
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