Monday, December 31, 2007

Two Pink Flamingos.
Some time last year Melissa (eldest) spotted two big pink flamingos when we drove past a garden statue place. She nearly fell out of the car window looking at them and talked about them for ages. "Ahhh ... something pink and large... I need that pink thing." From the distance they looked as if they may have been made of metal and painted pink.... and therefore reasonably light.

They are made of very solid concrete. Very solid concrete.

You have got to understand Melissa. This kid was born in 1974 but should have been born in the 1930's...( glad she wasn't or she might have been my mother instead) she has always loved the old black and white film stars and the clothes and music...have no idea where she came from but at age two and three the 'drama' was in her...so what more natural for such as she to want two large pink flamingos outside her front door. So often its the other way about... but she loves all the old glamorous stuff...and although I can see what it is she likes about it, I grew up in different times and found nothing more dreary than on Saturday afternoons to hear that sort of music on the radio... so dreary I remember feeling despair... and then along she comes like a bright Christmas globe of light and sparkle... straight out of the 1930's... and even with that , she isn't a prima donna...she's really nice and commonsensical as a contrast...

So I got them for her. They were way, way too heavy to get home by myself although they came in a couple of bits...delivery costs were pretty steep, but this Christmas I wanted it to be a silly Christmas and did my best to get things I thought would be liked and make the girls smile.





Once the delivery guys (two big men) dumped them unceremoniously on the floor on their sides and left before I realised what they'd done - I had trouble shifting even one bit by itself...they really are solid cement. (Thanks Melissa...hope she wants something a bit more delicate next time...maybe a stack of nappies might be in order if we are lucky)

So we wrapped them up for her, Ali and I....
















And she unwrapped them.... happily and with big smiles...





then on Thursday she blithely flew back to Sydney leaving her two pink flamingos smack bang in the middle of the lounge room floor...













I've got them on a towel but still can't manage to move them... I tried many different pushing and pulling positions. Their beady little eyes challenged me to move them, and I lost of course as they knew darn well I would ...

she'll be back in early February with her car...but...

I am growing rather used to having them there right where I continually run into them as I am going out the door...

One day she'll come for her pressie... with her husband and an electronic hoist and they'll be in their rightful place... mmm one day...


7 comments:

Wanna_B_slimmer said...

Ha ha ha...love them... Pity they are so heavy.. but at least they wont be too easy to be stolen from beside her front door!! I bet you are almost counting the sleeps til she comes back home with her husband...
Happy New Year to you and yours....

Wanna_B_slimmer said...

Oh I just enlarged the pic of your daughter holding the earrings... (I couldnt tell what she was holding)omg they are stunning.... She was a very lucky girl this year...

Ann O'Dyne said...

"I want that pink thing!"

oh the things a mother will do.

Pure Gold (as bloggers seem to say when they discover wonder)

Wishing You ALL Most Excellent And Good Things in the New Year Dear Stirrer.
peas and love, Brownie

old man of the sea said...

worra great prezzie, mc! i'd love them here in the centre of glasgow :o)))
all the best for 2008 to you and yours.

Jacqui said...

Only you would go for the gold standard of PF's Why not good old fashioned plastic? That way you could go for a whole flock of them, just like the garden around the corner. No seriously, I think they are great and I am jealous, now I want my own PFs,

Glad to see you were able to get fun this Christmas and hope you have a happy plus an expanding 2008. What are nappies by the way?...diapers? (LOL)

JahTeh said...

A garden place near me has concrete sheep, painted white with black faces and I've always wanted one for the front lawn.
More suited to my pocket though are the painted chickens/roosters.
Two or three at the end of the drive would do nicely.

Middle Child said...

wanna_be_slimmer...yes I am counting the sleeps, but get a smile thinking of how they are going to manage to get them down the steep slope at the front of her place... and she wasn't a lucky girl this year... she had a shocker of a year which is why we three dug deep this year so as to spit in the face of adversity.
Ann O Dyne - if you can life it down the front steps Melissa might give it to you...but I think not even.
Old man of the sea... do they allow pink things in Glasgow...I though Scotland was a Presbyterian country...
Jacqui...if only they had had plastic ones...but these will last... yes nappies are what you so charmingly call cloth diapers