J W Bennett Posted December 22, 2005 Share Posted December 22, 2005 I got up the other day and there was fresh snow falling on top of the last 2 previous snows. It was like a Thomas Kincaid Christmas card outside and I thought I'd put up the rest of the outside lights that I keep putting off. I almost felt "Christmasy" if thats a word. Little did I know I'd end the up making snow pigs. What! You aren't sure what a snow pig is? I am relatively sure you've all made snow pigs, If not you have been far luckier than most. Let me explain.... Remember long ago when you were small and the world was big and exciting and you hadn't learned terms like romance, mortgage,mother in law, divorce, child support, tax audit.....you get the idea. It would snow and they would close school and you and your friends couldn't wait to play in it. So every screamin' heathen for miles would go out and build forts and have snow ball fights and sled all day long(Ahhhh too have that energy today). Somewhere in the course of that endless day you would plop over flat on your back and wave your arms and legs like you was having a Kaniption fit. (Does anybody really know what those are?) Anyhow then you would spring back up on your feet (before mean Jimmy Joe Bob from 2 roads down could hit you with an ice ball) and inspect the beautiful snow angel you just made.Which brings us back to the original point of all this. As I said I was feeling the Yule spirit so I went out to the shop and got several strings of lights, extension cords, a hammer some nails. Might as well grab a screwgun and a few screws. Lets see I'll probably need some twine and let's not forget the tie wire. Oh almost forgot the tacks and some electrical tape. I think I've got it all now. I start across the drive, headed for the short section of split rail fence with my 2 prime examples of mans best friend following close behind. Did you know that when ice gets a fresh layer of snow on it it's even slicker than normal? I know I knew that but sometimes I'm just..just.. well stupid. Anyway about the time that I realize I'm in trouble is about the time that I'm flat on my back. :shock: I can no longer breathe because the force of my Butt hitting the ice has drove all the wind out of me and into the gray winter sky that for some reason now has stars wondering around in it in the middle of the morning. As I lay there tied up in lights and baling wire I realize the tacks have found their way inside my bibs. The above mentioned best friends come over to see if dads okay. They are not small dogs, Dads hurt and needs some luv. They start licking my face and knudging me while I am trying to get to my feet. Between their energetic efforts and my 325 pounds of less than coordinated grace I whaller on the ground for about ten minutes before I make it to my feet. As I stand there covered in snow and slobber(the dogs and my own) looking to see if the neighbor or worse my wife might have witnessed this event :oops: I look at the ruts I and my two faithful companions have made in the snow, I think back to those days long gone and realize that is no snow angel. It's gotta be a SNOW PIG. My the changes the years bring us. :wink: I think I'll go back to the house and have some Irish coffee :? Have a Merry Christmas everyone!! JWB Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ironscot Posted December 22, 2005 Share Posted December 22, 2005 LOL! FOTFLMAO,TROTF!!! You oughta be a short story writer! :lol: Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Alan B Posted December 23, 2005 Share Posted December 23, 2005 JWB, Thanx for sharing that with us. I made my own snow pig a couple weeks ago and managed to break my collar bone. I too sprang to my feet to make sure no one witnessed the EVENT. My point being, you are not alone...LOL Alan Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
J W Bennett Posted December 23, 2005 Author Share Posted December 23, 2005 Ironscot Glad you had a good laugh. If I wrote short stories I'd either have to know how to spell or read a dictionary, Education was a casualty of a misspent youth But thank you all the same.Alan B Sorry to hear about your collar bone, Hope it heals quickly. I got lucky the only injury was my pride (it's used to frequent battering) and a busted package of tacks...LOL Merry Christmas to you both JWB Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
yesteryearforge Posted December 23, 2005 Share Posted December 23, 2005 Very well written / You you should write short stories ! ! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ironscot Posted December 24, 2005 Share Posted December 24, 2005 Education has its place, but natural born storytellers don't grow in clusters. :wink: :lol: Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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