OK, so this grossed you all out, made you laugh, and MORE!!! Well, you ain't heard nuthin' yet!!! (this one if for your Johnny, hee, hee).
We have been busy as old get out getting ready for my family reunion that we hold each year for my Mother's side of the family. She comes from a family of 9 children, all those children had children and and then some of those children have been old enough to have children (eeks, the more I type "children" the weirder that name becomes). Anyways, picture that, there is alot of my family that comes over. It poured rain the entire day and night, so there were a few of the "not die hards" like some of us, that did not come.
I had left that dog poo looking blob of propolis on a plate in the kitchen and yes, people were very interested to look at it. Some probably just thought I was a little stranger than they really thought I was and didn't bother to look. I am sure that they thought, with all the dogs running around here, that now I was gathering dog poo.
Well, my Brother next in years down from me called me over. He asked what in the devil was I doing with this crap on a plate. I explained to him that it was a propolised slug. He didn't believe me. So I touched it to show him the consistency of this blob. Well, I almost fell over and thought that the earth was coming to an end.
This propolis blob had turned to what I thought may be described as dirt, or dog poo. It no longer had the hard, sticky feeling of how propolis feels. It was kind of crumbly. So, now I am getting rather worried. What on earth had happened to my beautiful blob of a propolis slug.....how on earth could the consistency have changed in such a short time. I had shown people earlier how it looked, how pliable it was when it was warmed in the hand and now it had changed to a dirt blob.
I was thunderstruck!!! Seriously!!! I cannot think of any other way to describe my feelings of perplexity.
My Husband was outside cooking 72 hamburgers, I knew he would be way, way to interested too to see what had happened to my beautiful blob of propolis slug. I showed him this, I touched it, I made the blob crumble. And it had no scent (yes, I checked to see if it was turned to dog poo). The best I could describe the scent of it now, instead of the beautiful scent of propolis that takes me in my mind's eye, to a great picnic in the bush and trees, was perhaps dirt, earth -- it had kind of an earthy smell (no, did not smell like dog poo).
Then.....my Husband just shook his head and carried on with cooking his burgers. That is a very serious job for him, and he must ready many burgers (by the way, all the burgers were eaten, with people crying for their third, wah, wah, go and eat some potato salad and the two chiles I made, one vegetarian and one chock fulled of hamburger). Ooops, off topic.....
I was still wandering around, like I was in a daze, trying to figure out how Mother Nature had done such a nasty to me, and altered this beautiful propolis slug (I keep wanting to type frog, that is weird, thank goodness the truth comes out.....slug).
Well, wouldn't you know it!!! My Chilean Brother-in-Law comes to me and begins to laugh. How dare he?!!!! He had that evil look on his face and I know that some kind of trickstering has been in the workings. He is the one that made me reach in his pocket one day last summer and there was the most horrible feeling thing in there, it felt like a blob of jelly (it was a patch one puts on their back to help with pain), he had gone in swimming in our pool and had forgotten it and it had turned to jelly. He is a trickster and I love every minute of it, eventually!!!
He pulled out of his pocket (oh those frigging pockets) something wrapped up in some saran wrap. It was my propolised slug. Oh that dude!!!! What more could I do than laugh my guts out. He saw me wandering around, deep in the deepest thoughts of the alteration of my beautiful propolis slug, and could stand it no more. Oh what a brat (he is almost as bad as JP for surely, don't ever let those two get together). What is it about me that people love to tease.......but I love every minute of it. Guess I am just that mark, hee, hee.
So, I am whole, I am complete, I have my propolis slug back, she had not turned into a big blog of stuff that still resembled dog poo. Oh these people in my life that make me laugh, I am a lucky woman!!! Have the most beautiful and wonderful day, love our lives we live. Cindi