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Our Non-Thanksgiving Puddle-Jumping Adventures

November 27, 2008 /

Puddle Jumper

I was about to type that today was the quietest most uneventful Thanksgiving I’ve ever had but that would be a complete lie. First, because Bug is NOT quiet or uneventful; second, because there was that one Thanksgiving where I cooked a complete dinner and then my drunken family members never showed up. Yeah. That thanksgiving was by far my WORST Thanksgiving ever.

Today was uneventful (not counting the half-dozen very exciting things Bug and I did) because we did not celebrate Thanksgiving. My dad and brother are truckers and we didn’t think they would make it home in time so we put off the big feast and festivities until this coming Sunday. We spent today quietly at home not eating turkey and not hanging out with family. It wasn’t so bad actually.

for you Mommy!

Even though we were not celebrating anything today, you could tell it was a holiday. Our usually bustling neighborhood was still and serene. It was eerily quiet. I could actually sit by my open window and not hear a car go by. That never happens.

We live behind a restaurant that sells ham and it’s been a madhouse there lately. We hate this time of year because the ham-buying customers take up all the free parking spots, they line up around the block and they litter. The ham-restaurant employees are even worse. They honk and bang and make a giant mess of the parking lot that is our main view. Their holiday help is especially bad and it’s not uncommon to see them lighting up a pot pipe, drinking a 40 or urinating on the wall behind the restaurant. I know. We should move. One of these years.

ker------!

Anyway my post is not about them. It’s about Bug, of course. My silly little puddle-jumping Bug. We’ve been waiting all year for it to rain. She has rain boots and she knows how to use them. The only problem is there are hardly ever any puddles around here for her to jump in. She’s worn them in the ocean, she’s worn them in the kiddie pool but all she really wants to do is wear them in some puddles!

follow the trail

After last night’s rain, we figured there ought to be some puddles around somewhere. So off we went hunting for them. Of course, even though it was rainy in the morning, those puddles dried right up and took some serious searching.

Bug even made up a song to search for them by. The tune may be borrowed from something off tv but the words are a true Bug original. She’s my little songster. Everything has a song.

splish! splash!

I guess the song worked because she found some puddles and she splashed and she splashed and she splashed. You could say those puddles got their butt kicked.

puddles all the way home!

I can think of worse ways to spend the holiday.

13 Comments

  • jo's mom

    November 27, 2008 at 9:52 pm

    I like to find puddles too. But not on my patio where all the boxes, that came out of the house so they could shampoo the rug, are.

    We have lots of big puddles here. It really came down last night.

    Love, Gramma

  • Jennifer

    November 27, 2008 at 10:12 pm

    You can’t beat a good puddle to splash in. I’m glad you two were able to hunt a few down. We like to play with nut shell boats in the gutters during and after a good rain. We don’t have a single pair of rain boots in the house. I’ve been so grumpy about not having rain that I wouldn’t buy any.

    Who knew that a ham restaurant could be so rowdy and obnoxious? Mmmmm, ham.

    Have fun celebrating Thanksgiving on Sunday.

  • The Chatty Housewife

    November 27, 2008 at 10:20 pm

    Hey, we have something in common today as I didn’t celebrate either! I celebrated Canadian Thanksgiving back in October with friends up there and today I sent candied yams with The Mr. to work as they had a meal there. I walked Petra (the dog) in the crisp ocean air for a mile and instead of salt and seaweed, I enjoyed the thick smell of all things turkey. I wonder if they have any left over turkeys for sale tomorrow… I feel like cooking one up just to carve and freeze for later. The smell was so yummy!

  • ioi

    November 28, 2008 at 12:49 am

    I love the picture of the splashing boots (second to last). And is Bug completely airborn in the picture of her jumping into that same puddle? (the picture where you can see the picket fence). I can’t tell if her right foot is completely off the ground or not. Either way, that one is next favorite.

  • margalit

    November 28, 2008 at 11:49 am

    Bug needs to come here. We have lakes, not puddles. We had 3″ of rain in a few hours this week and my entire back garden was underwater. Puddles… easy to find here. And nobody with cute green froggy boots to jump in them either!