Wednesday, December 3, 2014

How I Ended Up with a Leg Lamp

Holy cow!  Is it really nearly 11:15AM? Yes, it is!  Where has this morning gotten to?  Oh, I know!  I was having fun working, sipping on me tea, making videos of the cats and the morning just blew on by!  I love that!

I am totally in a zone this morning even though it's wet and rather dreary outside.  I'm having a fabulous day! I've just discovered that as an Amazon affiliate, I can go virtual shopping and find products to promote that make me smile, giggle and laugh.  I can also find products that are very useful and priced reasonably.  I am so digging that!  So far today, I've found these things:

I actually own one of these!

A Yodeling Pickle!  I need dis!

Yes, I own a leg lamp. How I came to own said leg lamp is a pretty funny story actually.

One year, I decided to buy my family nothing but gag gifts.  For my brother, I bought him a marshmallow shooter.  For my mom, I found a very funny and silly mistletoe that was motion activated and spew off insults when you walked past it.  For my father, I bought the leg lamp.

When said lamp arrived in my home, I was tickled. It was exactly like the one in "A Christmas Story"!   My brother came over at some point and I showed him the leg lamp.  I remember us sitting in my house and laughing our asses off because I had purchased a leg lamp and we had it now in our possession. At some point, my brother requested that I let him in on the gag. Of course I happily obliged because pulling pranks on mom and dad (especially our dad) is always more fun together.  We were going to get our dad good with our clever and devilish Christmas gift. We laughed about this for hours, plotting how we were going to wrap it and deliver it to him. We were thinking of having one of my brother's friends deliver it special on Christmas day because we were trying to make this gag the biggest one yet. In fact, we also even went so far as to try to find a pine box to put it in because we wanted it to be as authentic as the one in "A Christmas Story."  (If you've never seen "A Christmas Story, it's a holiday MUST SEE!  The leg lamp plays a crucial role)



Well, we couldn't find a pine box so we settled for the cardboard box it was delivered in.  We labeled the box "fragile" and "this side up" with arrows in our attempt for authenticity. When it came time for opening presents, we made sure that dad's gift was the last one because it was the best present of them all.

So while we were opening the presents, I remember my brother and I having a hard time keeping ourselves together. We kept looking at each other and snickering.  My parents could not figure out what was going on which made it even harder to not bust a gut and give up the gag.  We soldiered on though and the big moment came for my dad to open the leg lamp.

My father got the wrapping paper off and my brother and I just lost it. We seriously could not even talk because we were laughing so hard! My brother said, "Look, dad!  Fra-gee-lay!  Fra-gee-lay!" just like in the movie.  My  mom understood at that point what the gift and subsequent joke was and she lost it too!  She then started to egg my dad on to open the box.

Finally, my father opened the cardboard box and there was the lamp in all its fabulous and leggy glory.  My father laughed and then asked "Where in the heck did you find a leg lamp and why on earth would you spend money on one?"  I replied with a "Well dad, you won an award and it was funny.  I thought it'd look good in your office."

We all laughed at that point, even my father who was (and probably still is) dumbstruck in disbelief that anyone would waste money on a leg lamp for him.   As for the leg lamp, it never did end up proudly displayed in his office as I had hoped, but it was prominently displayed in my parents' house year-round for years in their living room.  My mother, who loves "A Christmas Story" as much as my brother and I do, didn't have the heart to put it away with the Christmas decorations.

A few years later, they decided to re-gift me the leg lamp because I loved it so much which is why I have it now.  I'm thinking that sometime in the future I am going to ship it back to them because it really still belongs to my dad.

....and that my friends is how I became the proud owner of a leg lamp!

Happy Holidays and Merry Christmas!

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