In an effort to prepare for a deluge of 4 year old crazed midgets arriving for a Certain Girl’s party, we pulled out the Bonzai blow-up slide for a cleaning. Well, we didn’t so much pull it out as just move it over in the yard. See, it wintered outside. Mistake.
As I recall, we had spread it out to dry before “putting it away” last fall (somewhere inside….you know, that closet for the gigantic blow-up toys…?). Did I mention we live in the great Pacific Northwest?
Snow fell before it got close to “drying out.”
Now, fueled with a little afternoon caffeine, I plugged it in. All I could say, as I watched this thing expand to twice my height, was EWWWWWWWWWWW. It seems that over the winter, our large, blow-up slide had been converted into………Slug Condominiums! Only with no association fees being paid to yours truly.
I MUST love my child. Love is not invisible. Love is scraping off 350 slugs of varying colors and sizes and then finding a dozen more inside the foot holds to the climbing part of the slide. Like slug breeding grounds, slug babies kept popping out and coasting down the waterfall made by the hose.
High gag factor.
Meanwhile, during all the cleaning, Kid alternated between sliding down (EWWWWWW) and “helping wash” the monstrosity. She seemed unphased by the slugfest.
Maybe I should have left them. Like a slimy, sluggy, obstacle course.
At least, that way our head count for next year’s party would be lower.
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I have a slug on oxygen at my house right now.
Wow. I was hiking once in an Oregon forest when I was about 11 and found a slug in my hair. I don’t have a clue how it got there…
Where’s the SALT or as I learned in summer school the NaCl? We got some uuuugleeee sluglleees to shrink! Muahahahaha.
I hate slugs, especially when you step on one bare footed in the dark, ewwwwwwww!
Scott! LOL!!! I hope you don’t lose $50 bucks worth on oxygen on a SLUG! At least, baby mice are sort of cute….well, sort of, in rat-ish kind of way.
You guys are all grossing me OUT about slugs! I need to go take a shower and scrub!
I think I need truck loads of salt…..right away.
Slugs like beer…apparently they just showed up to the wrong party at your house. I almost accidentally drank a slug about a year ago. We were sitting outside, my beer bottle on the ground and a slug found it, slimed up the side and was hanging around the lip when I went to take a drink. EWWW!!! My lips touched the slug! I almost puked.
Jenn wins for the grossest slug story. I almost puked just reading it.
Will I ever learn to I should not eat while reading blogs?
Yeah, Jenn wins — ick, gag, ugggggg. “Lips” and “slug” should never be in the same sentence.
So, Jenn, you almost puked, but then after you knocked the slug off, you drank the beer, right? Right? Probably fast, too, to settle your nerves. Right, right?
No way! I dumped the beer and got me another one.