Blopping the night away
August 13, 2007 – 7:06 amThis weekend we drove up to the in-laws for a bit o’ crabbing followed by the necessary gorging (OH the melted butter!) and socializing. Well, at least what socializing you could get in amidst the CRACK CRACK! SLUUUURP Munch munch munch SNORT…
This is the good life.
Well, except for the THIEVING VERY BAD NO GOOD DOWNRIGHT NASTY robbers who STOLE the crabs from our crab pots in the middle of a sunny afternoon.
And the VERY HORRID SUPER NAUGHTY EXTREMELY ANNOYING propane tank, which decided NOT to work as we attempted to boil the crab from the previous day’s haul.
But we remained unruffled and undeterred. Ok, so dinner was three hours late. But still we feasted like kings. And that’s all that matters in the end.
At some point during the evening, my dear father-in-law said to me, “So Jenny, how’s the blopping going?”
“Blopping?” It took me a minute. Maybe it was the drug-like haze of too much crab and garlic bread that was causing the synapses to misfire in my brain. “Did you say blopping?”
And then the bells went off and I GOT it. Ding Ding Ding! OH, BLOPPING!
I tried not to laugh. But as you may have noticed, I do a lot of trying and even more laughing. A little grin snuck through before I could stop it, followed by a very small giggle.
The blopping is going great. Really. I love blopping. Almost as much as I love fresh crab.
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By MamaLee on Aug 13, 2007 | Reply
“Almost as much as I love fresh crab.”
i was hoping you weren’t going to say “fresh craP!” LOL
So funny. And I’m right there with ya with chowing down. Sounds SO yummy!
xoxo
By Assertagirl on Aug 13, 2007 | Reply
It’s so nice that he asked!
By tulipmom on Aug 13, 2007 | Reply
Blopping … LOL! That’s like Sweet Boy asking me about my “blob.”
This post is making me hungry!
By Carla on Aug 13, 2007 | Reply
I am a blobber, not a blopper. I love my blob too, tulipmom.
By ktjrdn on Aug 13, 2007 | Reply
That’s hilarious.
By kara on Aug 13, 2007 | Reply
haha! Too funny. I love me some crab…that reminds me I haven’t had any this summer…
By Damsel on Aug 13, 2007 | Reply
That’s hilarious, and I can relate. It only took 7 (that’s SEVEN) phone calls in one day to get my grandmother logged on to my blog…. and a phone call every morning for a few weeks thereafter to remember how to access her favorites.
She wanted to check it even when I told her I hadn’t written anything new since the previous morning. She kept insisting that “something new might be there” and she might miss it.
Don’t get me wrong — I love her dearly and love that she reads my blog so faithfully… but there for awhile I was regretting even telling her about it!
By Deb - Mom of 3 Girls on Aug 13, 2007 | Reply
LOL - oh that’s too darn funny! Although, it’s great that he’s interested. My parents wouldn’t know a blog from a blop from a flying saucer - my mom doesn’t have a computer and I practically have to show my dad how to check his e-mail every time I see him…
By shaz on Aug 13, 2007 | Reply
lol!!
but, it was actually pretty sweet that he asked!
By Megan/ Velveteen Mind on Aug 13, 2007 | Reply
A smile in the morning is always a welcome gift from Absolutely Bananas. I love this story. I just want to hug the guy.
By Mama Zen on Aug 13, 2007 | Reply
How sweet of him to even ask! By the way, I love your Blop!
By summershine on Aug 13, 2007 | Reply
LOL! Blopping is fantastic fun!
By Heather on Aug 13, 2007 | Reply
I love to blop too. We should start like a Blopping Club or something.
By Annie on Aug 13, 2007 | Reply
That’s so funny! I’ve also been asked about my Blob lol!
By Mrs. Mustard on Aug 13, 2007 | Reply
My Baba always calls everything related to internet - blogs, websites, flickr - “e-mail.” HAHA! She just doesn’t get it.
By hello insomnia on Aug 13, 2007 | Reply
I can’t eat crab in public. I get too cannibalistic. Kind of like Darryl Hannah in Splash when Tom Hanks ordered the lobster.
By carrie on Aug 13, 2007 | Reply
Oh, for the love of melted butter!
And of course, blopping rules!
Carrie
By Nadine on Aug 13, 2007 | Reply
Hahaha! That is funny, plus I can relate. My MIL always reads my weblog, but when I refer to it as weblog a big question mark rises from her head.
By Mommy Daisy on Aug 13, 2007 | Reply
The crabbing and feasting sounds like great fun. That’s just not something we’ll do here in Ohio.
Blopping. Hmm…maybe a new catch word?
By Jen on Aug 13, 2007 | Reply
“Blopping”? That’s adorable. I probably would have thought he was asking me about my pooping habits but that’s still about the cutest thing ever.
By Kimberly on Aug 13, 2007 | Reply
My uninitiated family and friends don’t even attempt to remember the proper lingo, and refer to blogging in general, more known terms. “How’s the writing/web site/onling thingy going?”
By Worker Mommy on Aug 13, 2007 | Reply
Too cute!
By Mert on Aug 13, 2007 | Reply
heehee! That is priceless!
I’m totally jealous that you had crabs for dinner… I grew up on the Chesapeake Bay and man to I miss them. Butter, oh how I love thee… I’m getting a butter high just thinking about it!
By Jo Beaufoix on Aug 13, 2007 | Reply
Ahh that made me giggle.
While you’re blopping I’m ‘logging’ according to my dad.
Atleast we’re not bogging. That could get messy.
By Chris on Aug 13, 2007 | Reply
ROFL.
That is too cute!
And I’m insanely jealous of all that crab. Therefore I am getting in my car and plan on being there within the next week
I’ll even bring butter!
By Day Dreamer on Aug 13, 2007 | Reply
(Cindy Lauper is now ringing in my head….”You Blop”)
LOL….too cute! It is nice that he asked.
Oh, I love crab. I love snow crab the most tho…yum.
I’m a blopper, you’re a blopper, wouldn’t ya want to be a blopper, too!
By Queeny on Aug 13, 2007 | Reply
Blopping? I think that’s the sound my butt makes whenever I plop it onto a leather seat. Yeah, it definitely blops.
Happy crabbing!
By Heather on Aug 13, 2007 | Reply
heehee. At least he asked about it.
By Cathy on Aug 13, 2007 | Reply
I used to go crabbing with a friend of mine whenever we visited her grandparents down in Port Arthur, Texas.
Yum. Crab dipped in butter. And BBQ’d crab — incredible!
As for “blopping” — I will confess that when I saw the title of your post, I thought maybe there was some sort of carnal act with which I was unfamiliar.
By Alex Elliot on Aug 14, 2007 | Reply
I’m impressed he asked about it even if he did call it “blopping”. I don’t think my extended family knows what a blog is.
By Jennifer aka Binky Bitch on Aug 14, 2007 | Reply
That’s awesome!!!! I like blopping, too!
By Rachel on Aug 14, 2007 | Reply
Too damn funny!