I was on fire. So I pissed my pants

So no one reminded me that I never finished my NY Eve story, it's funny damn it. And it's got lots of pictures so it's easy to read. Leave me a comment damn it. I want some.

New Years Eve continued...

Here is Francis and Queen freezing there butsie cheekies off, outside my house. It a tradition we do every year, only the girls, but maybe next year Weaky will come with us too. Frances stayed only a minute, and her skinny ass snuck back into the house...

We even got Bagel to come outside with us and freeze her butt off, we yell "Happy New Year!!" to whomever is brave enough to freeze there butts off too.

So the point of going outside is to light sparklers. Yes we have them with our 4th of july things, and with our New Years things, I love to stick them in the snow. Bagel didn't want to hold it, because I taught her that fire was hot, so she went up by the door, Queen held one, and we swing them around enjoying some me and mom time.

Then I think, hey I should hold one in my left hand, and fuck it we're freezing, so lets just light the other 5 at once and hold them in my right hand. A fucking searing hot ember goes down my coat sleeve...

I scream like the flaming bitch I am (SLIGHT exageration here, It was a little sting) either way I am screaming, throw the sparkers down, and thus my mother keeps taking pictures, telling me it's funny to watch me burn and scream like a little girl, I then in return cry laughing, and COM.PLET.LY piss my pants (not like a oops I peed, like a holy soaked and now freezing to my legs pee my pants)

(as you can see the stripes on my hat, as I am bent over holding my crotch, crying, and laughing.)

Then laughing some more at my mom because she is taking a picture of the sidewalk where I threw the sparkers. Not into the foot of snow, but onto the one dry section of sidewalk so I burnt it. (see Queens toes on right edge of photo?)

Wow. It was one of those you had to be there moments, and yes my dad, sister, and children all laughed and pointed from inside the house watching us. Nothing says family fun, like a good pissing contest, a burnt sidewalk, and fire.

Happy New Years again, twenty ten!