The picture below is me, myself & I!
(The Irish always keep company with themselves)
Yep-That's me---
A happy-go-lucky little Miss.
My Father thought everything I did was funny.
My Mother thought nothing I did was funny.
It made for some uneasy family meals.
ANYWAY..Below you will see me standing
next to my Aunt Erma.
One of my Father's sisters.
She is holding one of her pride & joy grandchildren.
She is happy.
That's her happy face.
Notice how she is ignoring me?
See how happy I am?
As a reference guide
Compare it to the picture above.
See what I mean?
I was NOT Aunt Erma's favorite niece.As a matter of fact, I think I was on the bottom of her list.
Why? Why you ask?
Well, it started with a can of paint
(kinda like this one)
I think I was about 6 (or maybe 7)
I believe my age was
SHE.IS.OLD.ENOUGH.TO.KNOW.BETTER!
(Accompanied by a red face
to match her red hair).
Anyway, the best I remember it..
I took her white house paint..
ummm..hmmm...
and I just stirred a wee bit of BLACK paint
into all the cans.
There were lots of cans.
There were enough cans to paint her whole house
and she had a BIG house.
My father asked me if I did it.
I said..YEP!
He asked WHY?
I said..Because I did.
My Auntie said that was
NOT! A! GOOD !ANSWER!!!
My Father suggested she paint the house grey.
She did NOT think that was funny.
She did NOT think I was cute.
My Father bought her new paint.
She got to keep the old paint too!
Now I ask you...
Was that fair?
No need to vote on that question!
Just so you know-
I was paid back by having 4 children...
and most of them were
Just! Like! Me!
8 comments:
Ohhhhh! What a live wire! And what a handful for your mum and dad (whichever way they saw it). It reminds me a bit of Anne of Green Gables, kinda romantic to look back on. Wonder what happened to all that grey paint tho - 50 shades, presumably! I love hearing stories of yesteryear. And you turned out well in the end (AND paid your penance hahaha!)
...Diana, being happy beats whatever is in second place.
Oh you naughty little thing - although that is a funny story!!! Daddy sounds like a keeper!
Clearly you were a MISCHIEVOUS SCAMP! I hope you weren't spanked, back in that era when spanking was common.
I love that funny, happy-go-lucky Irish miss. May you find at least one opportunity a day to unleash her and I hope I’m around, at least sometimes, when you do. ☘️😄
Anonymous is Loretta Larkey, not so anonymous.
Paybacks are hard yet most of us who are parents get them when we have children! Ha, you were a naughty girl for sure. But hey, you were happy, so how bad can it be?
LOL... this post made me giggle outloud! My step-grandma was Erma, but we could do no wrong in her eyes. She probably would have said the gray color was prettier and the house would be gray! Loved this and seeing your photos! xo
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