Posted by: karmental | February 28, 2008

Mudskippers?

To put a little background on the whole “Mudskippers” thing:

Beth and I were touring Alaska one summer and made a trek to Hope, AK.  The red salmon were running and the fishermen were flanking the banks of the stream right in town.  Being the fish-curious woman I am, I decided to scale the endless banks of mud to make my way to the stream to catch a glimpse of the flailing giant fish that had collected such a vast audience.

Note:  I am the self-appointed Alpha sister and take that job very seriously.  As expected, I was doing an excellent job of leading the way to the stream and giving Beth all sorts of instruction on where to step, what to watch out for, how to do it correctly, etc.  (I’m sure all you younger siblings know EXACTLY what that looks like).  That is, until the suction between my Birkinstock and the mud was stronger than the force of my step. The Birkie stayed where planted, while inertia took a hold of me and flung me to the ground.   Into the mud I slid with little more warning than a yelp, and a split second visual of me going ass-over-tea-kettle.   I’m sure in Beth’s mind’s eye, this is exactly what irony looks like.  

Beth, being the more appropriate and considerate of the siblings, and having the good sense to do the right thing before making any smart comments about my leadership abilities, made sure to ask if I was OK before she broke into a rage of hysterical laughter (that lasted for days, if not weeks).  She was also kind enough to stop at the local General Store so I could bathe in their bathroom sink.   Beth crowned me ”Muddy Mudskipper” that day to commemorate my excellence in navigating all things messy, I’m sure.  

So… The Mudskippers Unite is simply that Beth and I have joined forces to keep people informed as to what the latest news is about Betty and her battle.  

If you are one of those people who hate it when people tell you the time by explaining how the clock was made, you might want to find another blog to read… or just read Beth’s posts.  She is better at the art of being succinct.

-Karmen


Responses

  1. I actually never saw Karmen fall, but the sound frightened me to a point where I nearly jumped out of my slips. Once I got an eyeful of Karmen prone in the mud, I did indeed ask if she was okay (between gasps) and nearly fell myself with hysterical laughter. The image gave me days, weeks, and YEARS of great visuals and laughter. Thanks Karm…or should I say “thanks Muddy Mudskipper!”

  2. It is indeed my pleasure to provide you with that “happy place” you go to during those not-so-dignified times like, say, pap smears, cavity checks, or colonoscopies that beg for an escape route.
    Just let Muddy Mudskipper be your outlet to happier times…

  3. I like to do magic tricks during pap smears…though the rabit bit didn’t go over too well with the doctor. She did appreciate the never-ending hankerchief though….n’yuk.

  4. So do you squirt her in the eye when she does the boob pinch?

  5. No…it just honks. Wait until you hear where she finds the coin!

  6. You have a secret coin slot too?

  7. Yup…it sucks making change for a $10.

  8. Let me guess where one swipes the cash card…

  9. Denied…….denied…….APPROVED!

  10. So what is your minimum deposit requirement?

  11. Oh about 80% of gross…


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