Monday, March 02, 2009

another gem of love

Last night during dinner my dad suddenly stopped the conversation by saying, "hey, what's that sound?" We all became quiet and listened intently. I heard nothing. "It's almost like a bird screeching and maybe dying." Still, nothing. I helpfully pointed to Somebody and said, "It's probably his chewing." You know, because I like to make fun of his chewing. He pointed right back at me and said, "It's probably Jennifer's breathing." My dad looked at me and said, "Stop breathing." I held my breath as long as I could, so, for all of 10 seconds. And then my dad nodded. He had found the source of the dying bird sounds. They were coming from my nose.

8 comments:

Janssen said...

Haha, that is AWESOME. I mean, sort of terrible too, but hilarious.

BYU Fish said...

Okay...laughing out loud here!!!

sarah said...

Oh my gosh! That's awesome!! :)

Miss L said...

Super J and I laughed and laughed, but we also hope you've been able to vanquish the dying birds and are feeling better. :)

Adrienne said...

HIL-arious. But you already know that.

Karla said...

Ha, Ha, Ha! He got you!
If it makes you feel any better I remember when I was pregnant and Heidi asked me why I breathed so loud. It goes away when you aren't pregnant anymore.

nymanzanita said...

That is hilarious! I hope that you are feeling better now.

Rachel T. said...

OH man thats so mean yet so funny. Kinda hard to breathe when you are luggin all that weight around!