I went skiing with the blognutians and some of their friends last week. Keeping in mind that I hadn’t been skiing in more than twenty years, I’d say it went very well.
And now I am writing this whole informative post as a public service reminder, but it is most certainly NOT about lessons that were actually learned by ME while skiing because, as you know, Blognuts don’t learn lessons. Blognuts fall in the category called Those Who Can’t Be Taught.
No, this post is about the lessons learned by the blognutians; who, as it happens, really should have known better.
1. Blognutians should remind their mother of how to STOP on skis before she plows into them and topples them like dominoes.
2. Blognutians should not engage their mother in a game of follow-the-leader, and then lead her into the woods where she will run into them and topple them like dominoes.
3. Blognutians should not fall when getting off the ski lift, thereby causing their mother to fall on them and flatten them into grease spots.
4. Blognutians should not cut in front of speeding blognuts flying down the hill, or the blognut will fall on them and flatten them into grease spots.
5. Blognutians should not make fun of their mother when she face plants in the snow, because she will aim for them on the next run down the hill and flatten them into grease spots after toppling them like dominoes.
6. Blognutians should not do or say anything obnoxious when their mother is holding a ski pole. Ski poles have all sorts of weapon-like possibilities and blognuts are well-practiced in all ski pole combat maneuvers.
Well, there you have it. In case you ever want to go skiing with a blognut, you will know what you should and should not do in order to prevent being toppled like a domino or flattened into a grease spot. See how well I take care of you?
But really? You should know better.
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15 comments:
ha! Hey it sounds like a blast!
That was a funny post. Where are the pics of the flattened Blognutians?
OMG, you crack me up!!
I love this post.
Blognutians ~ classic.
I'm gonna be snickering all day ;)
Oh man skiing. It is so frigging dangerous. I mean at least with running or even roller blading there is the chance that you will stop. But with skiing, I mean the awfulness can just go on forever... and ever... and ever. If you are a not good skier (right here) it seems like the only safe way to go down a mountain is with your skis pointed forward, tucked in a crouch, and screaming at the top of your lungs, "MOVE OR DIE PLEASE!"
But the Blognutians survived by the skin of their teeth?
*phew*
i want to hear the story of how blognut became well-practiced in ski pole combat.
I am just so impressed Blognut got her butt on skiis! Better than I could do!
Fuzzy blue head swooshing down the hill.....that'll be burned into my brain for a while :)
Sounds daring and fun.
Bwaahhaha. So funny!
It's not right to hold back the incriminating Blognutian tapes.
'kay?
What are children for if not for breaking their parents' falls, after all?
Each to his own. 人各有志,加油! ....................................................
I don't think anyone should ever be taught how to stop on skis... where's the fun in that!!
Indulging in dangerous sports, dear Bloggus, whatever next??!
I love the 'face plant' picture, and those cute little grease spots!
Love to you, fair Blue Bloggus x
The only time I ever went skiing was when I was invited to go by this guy I was trying to impress. I borrowed a fabulous ski outfit... and ended up being the best-dressed person face-down in the snow the entire day.
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