IT was as normal as any saturday, I was inside taking care of the youngins and David was outside working in the yard. I was feeding the baby in the living room when I started to hear someone calling for help. "Natelli, Natelli help. heeeeeeeeeellllpp! I got up and ran to the window to look outside but could not see anything. I ran out the door, the cries were coming from the side of the house. I saw our big green garbage can tipped over and under neath lie my poor, helpless husband, pinned by the big green monster. I thought at first that he was crying, but he was actually laughing. Apparently he stuffed the thing to it's capacity with dirt and rocks and weeds from our yard and when he went to move it, it took him down. He said he gave it a good fight though and it took him down slowly and pinned his legs. I almost lost him that day. I guess I will have to monitor Dave while he is working with such dangerous machinery the next time he decides to do serious weeding.
39 comments:
Poor Dave almost got eaten up by the big mean green monster! Shoot! that is too funny!!!! Yes, I will exclamation point every sentence!
So funny!!! Thank goodness you were home to come to his rescue!! Laughing that your barbies were the naughty ones!! :)
I wish I could have seen that! Hillarious!
I don't understand. David has those huge calve muscles; he should have been able to flex them and flip the can to the ground.:) I guess maybe that six pack is just for show. HAHAHAHA! Sorry, but as the big sister, I have to poke a little fun.
You can always make me smile. Your posts are just so funny!! I'm glad Dave survived the green monster. I hope it doesn't happen again... for fear it may end up worse next time.
If your sisters barbies went to church, where did yours go to be so naughty?
thanks for that inspiring story!
Thanks for being who you are! love the pics!
I am so ashamed that you would confess such horrible things and i don't think we can be friends any more.
I think you rock! You should be a fire woman, you are such a great rescuer!
That was so brave of you, lifting up that stinky garbage off your husband, I would've just left him there!
I think maybe you need to make an appointment with your bishop!
I just want a lot of comments, so that people think I am really popular.
wow! you are so popular! I like you a lot more because you have so many comments!
You look AMAZING! are those new sweat pants you're wearing?
I am reading the host and it is awesome!
can I get your autograph?
Nice.(comments) So now that you posted Davids funny story, I think you need to post the story about the wrong fuel....that goes down in history as a natelli classic. My kids still talk about it now and then, along with you driving away with out your food from drive-thrus!
Im in real need of some friends could you stop on over at my blog and make me look popular too.
Nat you are so funny. Love your blog. I still want to know who the mean girl in high school was.
By the way, I followed your advice and updated....it is more of a quarterly blog.
Was there a tiny part of you that wanted to leave the garbage can on him just so you could make him suffer?
Are you thinking now that you should've let him like thsat while you at least went and got your camera?
Dear Grandkids,
Your grandaddy was a loving man, with great legs and a thing for naughty barbie dolls, he lived a good life yet parted in such a tragic way. He will be missed. But do not worry I will not suffer the same misfortune as I have hired help to take out the trash.
Love,
Grandma
you know this would be much easier if I didn't have to type in some crazy word verification every time. You know there are options for that.
was you barbie doll like rated "R" naughty or just
"PG13"? You might want to establish that before you go see the bishop.
I sometimes wonder if I am the only thinking this is funny? THat might be good food for thought tomorrow.
You have so many comments now that I think you're giving Pioneer Women a good running for her money!
Man I have no life. I'm way to easily amused.
Okay this is really only taking like five minutes out of my day, I'm really not obsessed.
The amount of comments you have really does define you as a person. So far you are a really cool one.
You'd be even cooler if you didn't make us type in these crazy word verification things. I mean who cares if some non human comes in and leaves a comment on the blog, it just makes you that much cooler!
Loving star girl! Im nervous about the Host is it any good? I'm not a sci-fi girl!
Do you know anyone going to Stephanie Meyers Host signing?
Natelli's freind asks: WHO IS ROCHELLE AND WHY DOES SHE KEEP COMMENTING ON YOUR BLOG?
Natelli's other friends asks: ARE YOU GETTING SCARED?
Thank Goodness you were there. Oh and you go girl, and that was so heroic of you to lift that garbage can off you husband, you always have the best stories, are you a fire women? oh and can I get your autograph?
Can I have your autograph also? I just got on your blog and said to myself 'HOLY CRAP that girl is popular!' You guys are cracking me up today!..oh wait you do that everyday!!
You are officially one of the funniest people I know.
I love your blog.
You guys make me laugh. Thanks.
Yup, I'm crying. No...not because I feel bad for Mr. Calf Muscles. I have real true-to-life tears from laughing at you and Rochelle. I've decided she's cool. Your story was even better the second time around! I almost spewed diet coke when I saw you had 38 comments! AAAAWWWEESSSOOOOME! Love ya Nat! (Ditto on the word verification, Rochelle)
Way to go Rochelle! I was going to post a bunch too, but you took care of that for me. NIIIIICCCCEEEEE
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