Friday, August 14, 2009

A funny thing happened

One of the highlights of our sister's getaway this year is thanks to this sweet little old man.
We were sitting on the beach our last night together enjoying the sound of the waves and the approaching sunset. When one of us notices this adorable man, cane in hand, literally hobbling down the beach towards us. He makes it thankfully with out any falls or broken hips. He finds his spot and spreads out his towel and ever so gracefully he sits down on it. Then proceeds to take off his shoes and socks, then his shirt. Then again with grace only someone in their 80's has mastered he gets back up on his feet and with his cane starts walking to the water.
The waves were fast and hard this day so we were all on the edge of our seats ready to jump in if he should go down. Kim is reviewing in her mind all she just learned in EMT classes.
He wades out a bit farther. He's now up to his chest. A wave comes and then he's gone we all have our hands on the arms of our chairs ready to jump in when we see he was just behind the wave and started swimming still holding his cane. We all laugh at ourselves and say that he probably has been doing this every day of his life and can out swim any of us.
We let the guy swim in peace with out our watchful eye stalking his every move. He enjoys a good swim then rides the waves in to the beach then again with that grace I mentioned before he gets up on his knees and then onto his feet and walks to his towel.
He has a seat on his towel, wraps the edges around him Then proceeds to shimmy out of his wet trunks. Now those stalker eyes are back not because we want to see anything but (pardon the pun) it was more like a train wreck we just couldn't help but look. So our dear Mr. then trys to wrap the towel around him the best he could and dry him self off. He reaches for his bag and pulls out a pair of whitie tighties and (again remember the grace) works them over his feet, up to his knees, stretches them to cover the front and gets back on his knees....lets just say we saw the moon before we saw the sunset, and it was a full, saggy moon friends!!! We were in complete shock I didn't even think to take a picture I was frozen!!
He then reaches behind and pulls up the back of the under clothing. That is when my senses returned and I snapped a picture.And that's when we "spot" that the whitie tighties are not so white or tight. Oh sweet little darling old Mr. How we love you and the show you put on for us that night.

6 comments:

Katy Nelson said...

hahahahahahaha...i wish so badly i would of been able to see that!

Adventures In The Land Of Hahl said...

OMGOSH!!! that is hysterical in a bizarre little twisted way. bet it will be awhile before that image leaves your memory

Mandy said...

This had me smiling. Funny, funny story. And thank goodness you were not thinking and didn't snap a pic of the "moon"!

Karen said...

Oh my gosh that's so funny! Love it!

tacy said...

hahahaha!! I LOVE it! You retold teh story so well I felt like I was there! Haha!

Jessie said...

Oh my heck! That is hilarious!