Wild Alice is a Mid-Century Modern Mom who likes to recycle, up-cycle & re-purpose. Her children tell folks she is an Urban Archeologist or someone who likes to muck about in other peoples trash. In reality she is an administrative assistant at a large, very nice company. She works with really nice people and is very good at her job. Unfortunately it is a job & not her passion. Her passion has mostly been floating around in her head until recently when it started to leak out......so here is her story and the stories of the dolls that need to be real.

Saturday, December 12, 2009

Christmas in July or No Bath Tonight......


We were living in Hawaii in base housing. Our home was right on West Loch & 2 blocks from the ocean. Heaven with palm trees. Our house had 3 bedrooms and 2 bathrooms, a lanai, wonderful neighbors and a very very long hallway that ended at a cinder block wall. My 2 oldest children were playing quietly, the baby was asleep and I was tidying up. The playing quietly was oddly disturbing. I had that feeling you get when you've eaten one too many donuts. So I checked on the kids - good thing too, they were magazine surfing. This is the game where you roll up the carpet, throw magazines on the floor & then run & surf on them. As I opened my mouth to speak to them I could hear my Mother speaking through me & she was saying "you could crack your skull open on that cement slab of a floor......." Once my Mother was done speaking to the children we picked up the magazines & rolled out the carpet & I went back to tidying up. That oddly disturbing feeling in my stomach hadn't gone away - once again the Universe was urging me to check on the children - good thing too. My sweeties had poured an entire bottle of Palmolive Dish Detergent on the floor of the hallway. The industrial sized bottle. They were running and sliding down the hall - not into the cinder block wall, well maybe once but now there were 4 bed pillows covered in green soap at the end of the hall. The kids were also green. I was at a loss as to how to react - this was the single most hysterical site I had ever seen or so I thought but I certainly didn't want the kids to think this was appropriate behavior. I escorted the Pie & A outside & turned the hose on them. They frothed up like Frosty the Snowman, they kept wiping the soap away from their eyes until we couldn't stand it any longer & the 3 of just broke out in giggles - we laughed so loud our neighbor Connie came out to see what was going on - she too got hysterical - laughing til she cried. After 10 minutes of hosing I wasn't seeing any progress, so Connie & I packed the 5 children (her 2 & my 3) in the car & went to the beach. A couple of minutes in the ocean & the soap was gone. We stayed at the beach until the kids were tired.  There was a hallway covered in Palmolive Dish Detergent waiting for me. Connie suggested the hose again - 90 minutes & a push broom and the soap was gone.

2 comments:

  1. I've heArd there are sharks in the waters off the coast. Do they eat little monsters?

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