12/6/09

Not to be confused with his brother Pepto...


This was my conversation with The Golden Boy last night, after he and his dad returned from hunting camp.


"Mom this day was A. Bismal.


First, I was FROZEN in the woods.


Second, well, we hit a DEER with the truck on the way home and dad’s grill is smashed. AND it scared me.


Third, I fell off a LADDER. That hurt.


Fourth. Wait, I know there’s more........ Fourth, Cincinnati won.


Fifth, Dad has to go back to camp tomorrow.


And sixth, I had to poop in the woods.



(Medium part two, if you care...)

38 comments:

Merideth in Wyoming said...

Sounds similar to my opinion of duck hunting on the Mississippi River in Iowa with my father when I was kid. My brother loved it - I DID not.

just making my way said...

That does sound A.Bismal!! Especially the part about pooping in the woods. Yuck.

Vodka Mom said...

btw - they are both okay. Had a guardian angel watching when they hit that deer on the highway. AND when he fell from the ladder RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME.

Jesus. I need a drink.

Steven Anthony said...

I hate when I have to poop in the woods, lol...

Secretia said...

I never want to go hunting, except in the mall.

Secretia

Julie said...

haha poor thing! Good choice of wording, a.bismal! :)

otin said...

I could deal with all of that except for the pooping in the woods! I hate that!!

Irish Gumbo said...

VM:

I didn't know Jesus was a bartender :)

Cincinnati won? Kee-ripes that is disgusting! :))

Smart Mouth Broad said...

Lord, have mercy! Maybe the golden boy could use a drink today.

Brian Miller said...

pooping in the woods isnt bad, just watch what you wipe with...trust me...

Rebecca Nazar said...

Pooping in the woods, ahhhhhh no . . . man, I love plumbing.

Maggie May said...

oh the poor deer :(

Mrs. E said...

A. Bismal. My new code for "those" days! Love it!!

Vodka Logic said...

I'm with Secretia.. the mall is more my style and they have restrooms

Gayle said...

Golden Boy reminds me of my Elijah. He would have such a list of the bad stuff that would make me laugh. They seem to forget the fun stuff.

Deb Thaxton said...

-->The irony of hitting a deer after being at a deer hunting camp is not lost on me. At least he's old enough not to think it was Rudolf!

www.WebSavyMom.com

Joanna Jenkins said...

I yi yi! That's a lot! Glad they are all okay. And did you read Brian Miller's post about playing the wood and poison ivy? Now THAT would have been A. Bismal after pooping in the woods :-)

xo

flutter said...

are the Bismals related to the Dismals?

Brenda Susan said...

From boy to man...pooping in the woods! Ha!

SkylersDad said...

You think that is bad, I had to poop on the ladder...

Sara said...

You would have to pay me good money to drop a twosie outside.

Okay, well not YOU personally, but you get the idea.

Zip n Tizzy said...

I think your husbands a bit confused on the concept of HOW he's supposed to get the deer. Glad they're o.k.
(poor deer ;)

Alex said...

Tee hee, poor kid had to poop in the woods. Isn't that the whole idea of camping?

Captain Dumbass said...

Is that how you hunt in Oregon? You run over the deer?

mo.stoneskin said...

The poop in the woods was the icing on the cake.

Ugh.

Maureen@IslandRoar said...

He will be telling this story to his grandkids...
Glad they're okay. That pooping in the woods would be the line in the sand for me.

buffalodick said...

I took a classic dump on my "Hot Seat" butt warmer attached to my hunting suit... I left it in the woods for someone to discover and wondered the story "behind" it...Drinking, and hunting is a bad idea!

mepsipax said...

MMM pepto. Warning never try to feed pepto to a drunk vomiting. Doesn't work. Win.

Sue said...

It's amazing that kids remember pooping outside as if it were a momentous occasion. B still talks about the time when she did 3 years ago!!!!!

Jan said...

Pooping in the woods wouldn't exactly be the highlight of my day either. Of course, my idea of hunting includes a cellophane package and a grocery aisle, but still.

WeaselMomma said...

Those sum up the reasons why my hubby never joined the family hunting tradition.

Charmaine said...

Dang. I envy you.

I'm not in the mood (I almost said Moose) to be clever.

We're all being clever here. How about a little sincerity? I know, I've read yours. You ARE totally sincere while being funny.

But I want to know. Don't you ever get pissed off, want to punch some guy in the face? How to do resist the temptation? In your beautiful blog, there is a total absence of anger.

Maybe I should start working with kids. Someone just said that to me because little kidlets are constantly running up my stairs to visit.

I mean, it's not me, I have popsicles...that's all.

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Mrs. C. said...

Hmm, my kids think getting to poop outside is Grizzly-Adams cool. We must be mega rednecks....

Jeanne said...

Sounds like an excellent intro to the great outdoors -- he's starting with appropriate expectations.

(BTW -- remind him that for every grieving Pittsburgh fan, there's a joyous Bengals follower who's waited YEARS for a winning season.)

♥ Braja said...

I had a bottle of vodka to send you but...wait...yeah i think i drank it???

The Wifey said...

*reasons I am NOT an outdoorsy girl* Your golden boy just nailed them.