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30 July 2009

Queen Anne's Lace makes you pee the bed →[More:]

When I was a little girl about 4 years old, I went for a walk with some neighborhood kids I didn't know very well and of course I wasn’t supposed to have left the yard.

We happened upon some Queen Anne’s Lace on our walk and they told me to smell it, so I did. Then, they told me that smelling Queen Anne’s Lace makes you pee the bed at night. I recall being quite upset by this – like if you knew it’d make me pee why’d you make me smell it, you rotten awful kids. I was pretty perturbed by this and thought - no wonder I never play with them…

On the way home we passed a school bus bringing kids home from Summer Bible study and the driver gave me one of those religious tracts to take home trying to get me to enroll. I wanted to get rid of it because I knew if my Mom saw it she’d know I had left the yard, but I was taught not to litter, so I took the tract home and hid it under something on the dining room table (remember- I was only 4) and of course my mom found it and asked where it came from and I had to confess to leaving the yard. I was admonished, as I rightly should have been for wandering off, but I wouldn’t stop crying. Even when my Mom said she wasn’t all that mad anymore and that I wasn’t in trouble, I still wouldn’t stop crying.

Why? I was so afraid I was going to wet the bed when I went to sleep because I had smelled the Queen Anne’s Lace.

Bonus memory: Then there was the time I was being babysat by the next-door neighbor and she wouldn’t give me what I wanted to eat so I snuck out of her apartment and into my own and they found me on the floor in front of the fridge eating raw hot dogs and I said “what’s wrong, it’s just like bologna”!

post by: getoffmylawn at: 15:42 | 10 comments

Looks like you should have stayed on your lawn.

posted by mdonley 30 July | 15:57

*snerk*

posted by getoffmylawn 30 July | 16:06

The old guy next door when I was a kid told me that eating watermelon seeds would put hair on my chest.

I got upset when I saw my sister eating watermelon seeds, knowing, at whatever age I was, that it's bad to be a girl with chest hair.

posted by danf 30 July | 16:10

OH MY! I remember this one picnic where I was told that if I ate watermelon seeds a watermelon would grow in my belly. I was so scared. And it didn't help that people were sticking their bellys out and saying look, see how round my stomach is now...

Conversely, I always thought pregnant women had swallowed watermelon seeds until I asked where babies come from.

posted by getoffmylawn 30 July | 16:26

One of my earliest memories is from when I was 5 or 6 years old, and my mother was doing taxes on the floor of the living room, with all the paperwork spread out on the floor. She had to get up and make dinner or something so she left everything spread out on the floor and told my brother and I that we'd be in biiig trouble if we touched anything. Of course, I happened to touch the corner of one of the pages or something, and my brother yelled out, "Oooh, I'm gonna tell mom and she's gonna spank you when she gets back!" Which is ridiculous because my mom never spanked us.

Anyway, I hid in my couch fort until mom came back, bawling loudly at the idea of being spanked before my brother could even say anything.

posted by muddgirl 30 July | 16:35

Rotten boys...

So couch fort, huh? I once put my hamster in a couch fort because I thought he was cold and I suffocated him. I was only about 3 or 4 years old, but that still haunts me to this day.

posted by getoffmylawn 30 July | 16:49

My mother, little sister and I once rode the Princess Marguerite (a refurbished cruise liner) from Seattle to Vancouver on a weekend trip. Near where we were sitting, they had all these pictures of the ship in it's heyday, including one of another cruise liner that was stranded on some rocks at low tide, so the bow was pointing up in the air. My sister asked my mom what the picture was, and my mom jokingly told her that was how the ship left the dock, it reared up and took off really fast on it's back end like it was popping a wheelie.

My sister cried so hard that we had a group of strangers around us trying to help console her. She didn't stop crying until after we had left the dock and she saw it wasn't true.

posted by evilcupcakes 30 July | 18:55

*“what’s wrong, it’s just like bologna”!*

SOOOO CUTE!!! LOL.

posted by Jose Famoso 31 July | 09:25

EvilC - That's pretty darn funny! I had an irrational fear of Pop-a-wheelies too. My Uncle was a motorcycle rider, that isn't nearly as cool as a ferry, but still...

Oh Joe!!! That ties with the time I was found ON the kitchen table dipping a stick of butter into the sugar bowl before anyone got up in the morning.

I just can't be trusted around food.

posted by getoffmylawn 31 July | 09:52

GOML!!! Just wanted to say hi. : )

posted by Pips 01 August | 13:44

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