As Erin came to my house early in the morning. Well when she first got here she was wearing a shirt that I had given her upon her last visit to california as well as some grey washed jeans.....And the enivitable flip flop....one would never know what will happen for some reason we always seem to have these so called adventures that seem to well never turn out well as planned. But of course I have what I call plan of the moment or my plan B or just in case worst case scenario...
As for well what happened of course that is a whole nother scenario?
Now when she first gets here we do the chit chat thing...Tell stuff and show stuff. For some reason the first part of every time she comes to my house or mine to hers we have to change her my space layout...Usually cause I am tired of seeing the same one,,,And well haven't made a layout before she gets home. So at this point. I felt somewhat lazy...And said I am going to find you a layout what do you want it to be, And well thinking of her room...That was nicely decorated by her wonderful mom but inspired from Erin. Was all Monkeys so I said monkey layout it is. Then she proceeded with showing me some things that she had gotten. That were well Some Cheese Crackers and some Milk from wal-mart. And then she proceeded to pull the stuff out of her Mary Poppins sort of bag of tricks....Which out came APPLE BEER....yay...Then came a shot glass. And well some neat temporary tattoos that were very meaningful to me personally. And I am sure that she knew that when she gave them to me.
Oh yeah then we did the giggly girl thing. We basically...well Erin called my lil brother as a joke to see what he would well do. And all of the sudden he answers the phone and then she talks and he hangs up thinking that it was this girl that he just gave his phone number to on this online game called gaia.
So as for the actual occurence....Well that is always to leave determined.
For well we seem to do what is the inevitable and the craziest of all when Erin and I get together most likely due to the simple fact of us well literally being childhood friends and damn near sisters. So of course we hung out on the computer in the morning and talked a lot and sort of did the lounge around the house bit. Then you could say we got to the adventuresome part of life out toward what one would call the afternoon. So it all starts out like this. I was walking down the street and well telling Erin...How there is this hole in the gate and that well I go through it all the time. And have never gotten hurt. I sort of failed to mention the spikey parts til well she was sort of in the middle of entering and exiting...When I hear the bloody murder pain agony pain scream. At which point I knew what it was. And it has like spike well points on the ends. Well of course Erin...being her first time to ever go through it and of course wearing flip flops stubs the ******** out of her toe. Basically to the point of her thinking that her toe nail is basically going to pop off. Then Erin mentions do you have bandaids at your house at which time I am thinking through what one would call my medicine cabinet and if I do there is maybe one band aid I thought. .I dont even know if I have band aids at my house...So it is probably a better idea to go to my work. Then I sort of well started thinking the best thing I have to soak up a lot of blood at my house is pads? When Erin starts look for her purse she happens to run across a panty liner. You got it that is what we did. The panty liner became the band aid. and she use the covering of the panty liner as the well covering over her toe so that dust and dirt could not get inside the cut. I kept thinking FABULOUS female pads. Do miracles who would have thunk it. Then we proceeded to walk down the trail when we came to where Erin Enjoyed the scenery she took this picture....
Then we kept walking and she snapped this one...
Then we kept walking and got to what I call the first sitting area along the path...At which time we decided to well put down our things and well start the picture taking process....It was me first of course considering it is Erin's camera in Erin's Bag...(Not so fond of this picture but it is part of the story)
Then I thought to myself lets take one that is not so close up...And well more funny and sort of I guess what one would call relaxed?
(Another not so wonderful picture but as above part of the story)
I then of course proceeded to take pictures of Erin.
And another...
And last but not least the favorite one that I took before the tragedy.....
On the way walking down to the edge of the water front...
One would say this was me testing well how sturdy the ground was in the area...and Erin for some reason wanted to take a picture of my footprint...
which to me was oddly entertaining....Mind you I am laughing the entire time while she is taking the picture. This was once again another well view of something pretty before well the swamp thing had sucked us in the ground. This is Erin's happy smile before the swamp thing monster sucker sucked her in the muddy clayey water....Hence the smile on her face at this point she was near the waterfront on a metal plate sort of thing standing which you can not see due to well her not having the bottom half of this in the picture there was also a pole behind her...
That also was something that well need be left to the imagination of the viewers.Now for in between this photo and the next comes most of the most interesting part of the day...I should have probably snapped more photos during this time but you will have to bear with me as I try to tell this part to the best of my capabilities. So ok...Erin is trying to jump from what is one part of the waterfront back to what one would call the shore where the ground is solid or more of a rock type surface. I then told her at this point to well do her best to hop on this small rock that was maybe 2 feet or less in front of her at which time I believe she happened to miss this or maybe well she thought that she could get to it and her hands well fell in the muddy clayey substance that was near the shore. First her feet and then leaning over then her hand ...a few moments later her other hand....Then at that point....I could only think about her well owey...due to the simple fact that well it was covered in a pad I was truely hoping that it was sealed well enough not to get inside and possibly get infected. At this point I then decided that I was going to well try to help Erin get this stuff off of her. So I then started walking towards the shore near there and I myself had rinsed off my hands a little bit. Then Erin herself proceeded with her hands and then fell in with her feet. She then had the shoe get sucked up in what we were now calling the swamp thing. The shore was literally sucking her shoe up almost whole and her shoe being black and the substance was literally very vey dang close to the color black as well. Needless to say...It was very difficult to see her shoe inside the now at least 1 ft to 3ft holes where her legs had sunk in the shore. So I told Erin ...As much as I am sure you dont care about your shoes we have to get them out cause it is 3pm? and you dont want to walk on that hot pavement with bare feet. this is not like washington...You cant walk barefoot and well feel ok? I dont want you to well get glass in your foot with no shoes on. So I then proceeded myself to well try to rescue the shoe that is the one that was the closest to the shore mind you I am in my work pants and shoes so I am trying my best not to get dirty but to try and get the shoe out of the swamp thing hole as well as try to figure out where the second hole is. I told Erin your going to have to get the other one cause I dont really have another well pair of pants to wear to work? at which time I said roll them up to your knees and then you should not fall in any further then that at that time. So she then agreed that it was best for her to well go get the one that was closer to what one would call the waterfront. At which time she totally sunk in the same hole again...One would say I was afraid of what would happen to her at this point? I was like well if I have to I will go for her but hopefully she will be able to get out of it on her own. At which point she put her foot in another hole that was made previously. And then began to well digggggg her shoe out of this whole at which time she started flinging a lot of clay or mud and then came out a red stringy thing that appeared to be some sort of sea creature all I knew is it looked dead and felt sorry for Erin at this point not knowing that her shoe had sunk this far down. Then began what one would call the beginning to this terrible thing that had happened.. Or so I thought. We then started well trying to walk back and Erin well being slippery inside her flip flop at this point cause it was covered in the swamp juice. So here we are walking back or trying and me well with my hands covered in this junk and Erin covered from her feet all the way up to basically her knees and then from her hands or fingertips to almost her elbows. Walking back towards my house at this point or maybe I should say walking back up toward the sitting area and having a camera in my well left arm area and not being able to touch it due to the junk on my hands. and then having to pick up Erin's bag as well as my purse trying not to get the junk from my hand on my purse her bag or her sweatshirt....So at this point walking back toward the house...Erin and I cracking joke back and forth. About how we are going to tell this story to our kids and how we are never going to let them play in the mudd. As well as how we should well never well do this again if we have plans to go other places. And also on a day when well we dont have to be back or be anywhere at a certain time. At which point we chit chat on the way back about how we are going to wash this off and where would be the best place to do so. At which time....Walking back we think to ourselves that we dont want to go in the house with this mudd. So then as we are walking through the fence once again of course Erin is very careful with the foot as I am telling her this time be VERY VERY CAREFUL...then of course she goes through and I go through behind her and then we are well walking up the street me on the sidewalk and Erin in the gutter so not to get the sidewalk all nasty....At which a man turns around and sees Erin looking like the swamp thing and says.....What happened? She tells him that she basically fell in near the water front down the pathway down the street here. As we keep walking Erin tells me that she wants me to take a picture of this so called crazy messiness.
After these pictures were taken I then helped Erin wash off the stuff that you see in here so that she looked like a normal human being.(Or so we thought...) Once again? And then proceeded to rinse of the muddy shoes. And then Erin and I walked down to the thrift store that is around the corner. This time we walked down to the park and walked through there so Erin would not have to cut through the fence again. And chance the fact of getting hurt. At which this time. Erin was well wearing what one would have a ******** up sandal on one and a normal sandal on the other foot and then well walking with the broken one began to become a struggle as Erin was walking over the curb somehow she ended up on her back it all happened so fast I wasn't sure if this was on accident or on purpose. But she was on the grass laughing ? So I am guessing on purpose? I then proceeded to tell her the longer that she took the longer that it would take for us to well get her knew shoes and the longer she would be starving as well. So she then got up and we began to walk around the corner. And then across the crosswalk and then into the value center thrift store looking for shoes? prefferably some sort of sandal ....At this point I am what one would call a seasoned shoe shopper and even more seasoned thrift store shoe shopper. And then well it become the way to go...I am there and find two pairs of shoes one being well another pair of flip flops and then I say you know what we are going to get you another pair of shoes that are not flip flops. And they were blue saltwaterish style sandals. At that point I decided that well these were it and ran to find Erin right away. I told myself Erin just wanted to go shoe shopping with me that is why she broke her sandals. hee hee... Well anyway we then well decided that we were going to buy those and well throw away the flip flops and we went outside and Erin could not buckle her new shoes. And we couldnt figure out why? She then put her foot towards me and i felt like I was the mommy and she was my young daughter. but at this point I just wanted the shoe to be able to strap so I did it and took care of it. Then after that she threw the shoes away in the bag and then she proceeded to well walk with me to subway which is right next to my work...We ate and chit chatted there for a while approximately an hour and then went next door because I had to go to work and she then proceeded to wait there for approximately 3 hrs....which I guess were semi enjoyable becasue my co workers bought her something to drink a sprite? and she was well entertained by them as well...as the window washer guy. So overall I would say from 9am to approximately 5:30 pm she was entertained by me and the co workers? I hope she had fun and well like we said this will be a story to write down and remember.... DON' FORGET TO VOTE....WE NEED YOUR SUPPORT
