Sunday, September 7, 2008

AND THE WINNER OF THE "DUMBEST DUMB BLONDE" CONTEST IS......ANDREA BROOKSBY!!!!

I just recently became a blonde and I think this new hair color suites me well because I had one heck of a blonde moment tonight!
Ok, so I have to start on a little side note. I get these random cravings for things that I don't eat often, and until I get what I want I continue to crave it. Sometimes these cravings can last for weeks! So on Thursday night I saw a commercial that made me start craving a churro. I haven't had a churro in a very long time and I really, really wanted one! Well tonight I finally got a chance to go get my churro and I came into a little adventure on the way!
Now on with the story. They sell these churros at the store called Water and Ice, on Gilbert and McKellips (about a half a mile from where I live). So my cousin Trisha and I went to go get some food from taco bell, stop by the grocery store for my aunt Nancy, and to get some churros for a treat! We decided to run and get the churros first because it was already 8:15 pm, and we didn't know what time Water and Ice closed. So we ran over there, payed, and grabbed the four remaining churros out of the warmer. We were happy because we had needed four of them, and those were the last four left! After we got to the car Trisha decided that we should take the churros home so that her car wouldn't get all cinnamony while we're out and about doing our other errands. So we take the churros home and put them on the counter. Then we went and got the food and stuff from the grocery store and came home to eat dinner. After we had all finished eating of course we wanted to try our delicious churros! Trisha and I had told everyone that they probably needed to be warmed up before we ate them because we didn't think the warmer was on anymore. When we had taken the churros out of the warmer they weren't very warm, and we just assumed that it was because it was close to closing time so they had turned it off. So Nancy is getting ready to nuke her churro, but before she does that she tries to pull off a piece of it just to try it. She tugs at the end and it won't tear off...she tugs again and still nothing happens. So she says, "These are really hard and kind of rubbery. Are churros supposed to be like this?" She then proceeds to bend the churro back and forth like a big stick of rubber would bend, and then she tries to take a BITE! She laughs and says, "Girls these ARE rubber. Where are the real ones?" She thought that Trisha and I had taken it upon ourselves to play a practical joke on her. Simultaniously Trisha and I start busting out laughing! We had taken DISPLAY CHURROS from the store!!!!! We looked at the clock. The place closed at 9:00, and it was already 9:02, but we hurried over there and started walking through the door. The girl who had helped us earlier, and some other kids who worked there were just closing up. Trisha walked up to the door first and I was following behind her with the rubber churros, wrapped in napkins as to not get the "cinnamon" on my hands. When they saw Trisha all three said, "We're closed!" And then they got a look at me, rubber churros in hand, bright red, and laughing my head off! They said..."Oh hey! Thanks for bringing those back! We have your churros for you. We were just about to take them home to eat them ourselves!" So as we put our "churros" (one of which had my aunt Nancy's bite mark in it) back where they belonged, in the not warm, "warmer", I read what it said right on the front, as clear as can be. "Warmer and Display." Wow! It said it right there! The girl that had helped us earlier said that she had been wondering why we had just left without our churros (she had to go in the back to get them, so she didn't even see us leave), then she looked over at the display and they were gone!
I just couldn't seem to put two and two together. I'd had various different signs throughout the night telling me that these were obviously not real churros. They were heavy, HUGE, moved around a lot like how something rubber would move, didn't smell like churros, and last but not least they looked FAKE! What a night and WHAT A BLONDE! I am never going to live this one down that's for sure!
I hope you all enjoyed sharing in my dumb blondeness! I know it had a lot of little details, but that's what makes this story so funny! You have the right to make fun of me. I would too! Haha! Bye!

5 comments:

Kent and Jan said...

I would never make fun of you, because I know you are not really blonde. I blame this one on Trisha.

Love,
Dad

Geoff and Emily said...

Hey, I happen to know for a fact that blondes are not the only ones who have blonde moments... I inherited some of it from Mom and Trisha inherited it from Nancy. I think coloring has NOTHING to do with it! Funny story, Andrea.

Kent and Jan said...

I suppose you can blame your blondeness on me. I was blonde all during my growing up years. My hair didn't turn brown until I started having kids. I guess once a blonde always a blonde. Hey kiddo, you're doomed now because you bleached your hair. Love you anyway and always. Mom

Stacy Householder said...

Oh. My. GOSH. I just laughed soooo hard at your story!!! I'm not quire sure that ANY of my stories could top THAT ONE! hahahahahaaaaaa!

I'm so happy you have a BLOG!!! You are now one of my reasons to SMILE! :)

LOVE YOU BEAUTIFUL ANDREA!! :)

Stacy Householder said...

quire?

ahem.

quite.

Thank you. :)