The Magnificent Elle!
Well, Elle has been on my case lately about me writing a blog, which I will admit it has been awhile, but not much has been going on, just the usual everyday stuff, so to keep my big sister happy I am writing a blog…..about her.
Quite a few years ago when I was a young teenager (somewhere around 14-16), and Elle was in her 20’s with 2 little girls, I got to go to Disney World with her, Mitch and the girls. We drove to Florida, which if anyone knows Elle and I, would think Mitch deserves a medal for not leaving us at some random rest stop! We are awful when we get together, we tend to gang up on the other person, and poor Mitch was that person. If you remember Saturday Night Live from the 90’s with Rob Schneider, when he played the annoying copy guy, that is what we did all the way down to Florida…Mitch, Mitchy, Mitchereeno driving the car, gonna run over the curb. And we did it in the annoying voice like the character on SNL!
When we got to Georgia we checked into a Motel and went next door to Perkins Family Restaurant for dinner. We all got our food, and started eating. All of us except for their oldest daughter who said to Elle, “mommy I don’t feel like eating” to which Elle assured her she could eat some of her hot dog. And then she said, “mommy I feel like I have to burp” And then it happened…….she threw up, and I don’t mean a little, I mean projectile vomit across the whole table, it was like a tidal wave of puke that just washed over the entire table! Mitch and I just stared at the table of vomit in total and complete shock. When we came to a second later Elle was gone. I don’t think the vomit had gone all the way across the table before she grabbed both girls and said, “okayI’mgonnagetthegirlstothehotel,I’llseeyouoverthere” “WHAT???” I write it that way because that’s how it sounded coming out of her mouth. I have never seen her move so fast in my life! She was all Chris Angel Mindfreak! Poof she’s gone! Amazing disappearing mother at the sight of vomit in a public place. Which left Mitch and I with a table full of puke. Hmmmm, what to do? Mitch said, “grab some napkins” and we did, and we gently placed the napkins on top of the pool of vomit. Like they wouldn’t notice what was lurking under the napkins!
And guess what, we went back to the restaurant in the morning for breakfast, but we didn’t sit at the same table! From then on we started referring to Perkins as Pukens! ~Stacy
