First: When I picked Thomas up from school today there was a kangaroo hopping around by the playground. How dang cool is that??? I see a lot of kangaroos and wallabies, but not at a school, and never at the playground. Doofus brain! That would have been an awesome picture.
Second: After years and years of my flirting drought, it FINALLY happened. Yes folks, that's right: I got whistled at. What a glorious day. Not only did I get whistled at, but it happened while i was pushing my kids in their stroller. So here I am-- dangerously close to my thirties, with two kids in tow, and I got a whistle from someone coming up behind me. And on top of the whistle I got a head sticking out the window after he passed to get an even better look. Oh ya. I've still got it.
Now that's where I should end my story. But for some reason I have this conscience that tells me to tell the truth. Dang it. Okay, so when that whistler stuck his head out the window-- he looked freakishly close to this guy:
Where's my camera when I need it???
14 comments:
Hahahahahahahhahahahahahaha! That's the only type of guys that flirt with me too. :o)
He looks like the type of guy that would be from Australia. Just kidding!!!!
You crack me up! Hey girl, a whistle is a whistle!
Woo Woo Allison! OK, so I just started my blog and I sent an email to all my friends telling them about it and guess what! This girl named Allison changed her email address and it got sent back to me! So, whose fault is that? :)
It's fun to see what you guys are up to. Jennifer did tell me that you had moved back to Australia...sounds like you're liking it there!
Kellianne
Ha Ha Ha Ha!!Okay so that's hilarious - that he looked like that! However, it's better than what I've been gettin' these days - NOTHING! Don't let anyone tell you different - You're hot Allison!!
Why was my uncle whistling at you?
I'm not gonna lie - I'm a little jealous. :) However, if the guy looked like that, he may have been whistling BECAUSE his head was sticking out the window. The wind going by his craggly head-hole of a mouth was like air passing over end of a flute. You were actually witnessing science - a human musical instrument.
...or someone's crazy grandpa thinks you're cute. Yup.
hehe Go Hot Momma!
Allison, seriously, you get my vote for best post. I laughed a few times in this one!!
Thanks for bringing the comic relief to my day!
Allison, you're hot and you know it. You don't need whistlers to tell you so. I commented back at you on my blog but didn't know if you'd get back into thsoe comments to see. My kitchen sink says "Get kisses from the misses when you do the dishes". Love ya
EH! I don't think you're being HONEST, girl. I'm SURE there are some hot guys whistling for your attention. So ya, quit trying to be modest! LOL You know I love you!
Allison this is the first time I've ever laughed out loud reading a blog. Thank you for sharing.
Oh Allison - I miss you sooo much! Your sense of humor is one of a kind and keeps me laughing and laughing. Here is a whistle from me "Whew, whew... -- hottie!" The last time I was flirted with was in Australia as well!!!! I had lost 20-30 lbs being there and as I was running to get on the train a good looking (sorry) guy asked if I wanted to go get drinks. I told Nathan because I was so proud that I had been "picked up". How funny that we need GUYS to flirt with us to let us know we are still cute!
I have decided to whistle at every mother I see walking with their kids, just to make them feel good. Who new a whistle could go such a long way.
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