QUAFL Cup 2011: a selection of the funny shots

Of snot and other tasty things..

Superfun night with the girls tonight.

We made (and ate) tacos with gusto.

Read some colourful bits from Mark's gospel.

Talked about life friends family the universe and everything.

I smashed the top off a bottle of cider trying to open it. Still good!!

I've gotta say tho, the highlights would have to be a certain someone doing an almightly impression of a tail-wag, and another certain someone acting out "snot" in an unexpectedly graphic way. Both while playing Pictionary/charades. haha.

Then when I came home there was a red-headed dragon in my living room!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yay for old friends and suprise visits.

And yummy brownies.

My not-quite-so-small friend

About a year ago (actually, make that two) I wrote a post about a small friend of mine.

Now he's a lot bigger. He can run and talk and hop and gallop and kick a soccer ball real good. He says any number of suprisingly insightful or just plain hilarious things every day.

He can even 'help'...

Tonight we were at his parents' place making pizza and he was tugging the high chair around between us and the bench, trying to get in on the action. At first I managed to keep him at bay by calling on him as primary pizza-making supervisor:

"How about you tell us what you'd like to have on the pizzas. Bacon? Excellent idea."

But soon that was not exciting enough. He passed us cheese and ate cheese - until the cheese snuck off to a safe distance. Then he began on the capsicum. One bit for me, one for the pizza...

Then he passed the bacon and ate the bacon and sprinkled the bacon on the middle of the pizza.

"Ok, doing well, let's just spread it out a bit" say I in my most patient voice.

I drew the line at him helping with the paste.

Anyway, the pizzas were made and devoured - much to everyone's satisfaction - and he was sitting on the couch with us a bit later when he exclaims:

"I just did four parts!"

"What, you had four pieces of pizza?"
"No, out of my bottom!"

"Ohh, farts....!"

Dinnertime with a 3 yrold? Priceless.

whoopsie

So I forgot to post yesterday! And I'd been doing so well, with only 5 days left to go too.. No one's perfect I guess. ha.

But I do have a funny story for you.

So we were at this band comp, watching my awesome friend Davo and his band play (AND WIN), and in a break between artists housemate 1 leans across the table and says something ending in "booze". This seems like a strange word for her to use, (it's also strange because she's not so into booze as such) so I go "what?" and I hear her say

"let's go get some booze"

so I go "ok", thinking to myself "maybe she wants cider.." and off we go.

But then housemate 1 walks straight past the bar and keeps going. I grab her -

"wait, aren't we getting drinks?" I say.
"No, what?! We're getting mousse!" she replies.

"I thought you said booze!!"

"As if I'd even say that word!" she retorts with scorn.

Nevertheless, off we go and get chocolate mousse. We come back and housemate 2 is standing in the doorway with a beer.

"where did you guys go?! I thought you were going to get booze!! But then you disappeared, so I got one anyway."

So I wasn't the only one! But that's not all.

A little later we're sitting about with friends and housemate 1 is retelling the story.

But what does the friend hear?
"they thought I said, 'let's go get boobs'!!!"

..and the confusion continues...