Big Blue Ball

[Joanne ~ Spud*]

During the winter we check in on my elderly mother more often to clean  the snow and salt from the walks and driveway.  As I was trying to find a snow brush in her car to attack the snow and ice, I found a Big Blue exercise ball in her car.  I looked at my husband and both of our eyes looked with fear. I don’t know what scares me more, the thought of this 87 year old woman driving a car to a get a Big Blue Ball or trying to balance her body in some sort of contortion doing Pilates.

Are You My Mother?

Good Grief, can you imagine your 87 year old mother like this?

 

For several reasons I talked her into letting me take it to my house. For me, I was excited to get a new toy and get it the heck away from her.    I can see bringing her home to live with me, forever, because she fell off the Big Blue Ball and broke her hip.  I have two spare bedrooms right now and I intend to keep it that way for as long as I can.  Second, my back has been hurting since last Spring and I thought it would be fun to learn some new back exercises on the Big Blue Ball.  Oh yes, I was going to get into shape now.

 

She agreed, told me she bought it at a yard sale, and I loaded it into my car and brought it home.   :)    Fun

What part of YARD SALE and BALL did I not get?

 

DH went out to the garage to fill it with air only to return giggling.  Uh Oh, I thought to myself.  Well, I’ll show him.  I sat on the ball with all my excitement and plans, only to hear a loud air sound coming out of my----ball.  Giggle My Arse.  He knew.   But he was giggling more out of what was happening across the room.

 

Just as I was jumping up to stop the air sound, Spud was zooming at me with HUGE eyes.  “OH MY DOODLE” you could hear him saying, “Look at the size of that FREAKING BALL!!! 

 

 I was trying to stand up just as  Spud attacks that Big Blue Ball with full force, barking and wailing in some high pitched sound. Big Blue Ball goes out of control into the air, bouncing uncontrollably, zigzagging into the lamps and computer monitors. He head butts it again as I tried to reach and catch it, and off it soars like a beach ball at a Rock -N- Roll concert.  I didn't know they were that buoyant.

As I begin frantically grabbing everything in the living room as it falls,  my eyes spotted the camera across the room on a tripod.  OH NO.  Oh No.  The ball and Spud’s screeching were in between me and the camera and all the furniture flying.  I caught the camera it just as it goes flying down the floor.   “SAFE”, I yelled!!!!  Just like an umpire. 

 

But really, what the heck was I thinking?  I have a ball obsessed dog and I wanted that thing in my house.

DH giggled all the way to the back door.  Heee heee heee.  

Two minutes after the ball came in, outside Spud went, ball and all, in all his glory.  He won. Take the thing before you destroy the entire house.  I really wanted that Big Blue Ball but it was worth the few minutes of laughs we got from his excitement.  It was worth it to get it away from my mother!   Three minutes later, it lays flat in the yard.  His excitement lasted as long as mine. 

If you look close, there is a big piece of tape on the air vent.  I did not break the ball, it was defective.  Yard sale ball!  And DH made me think my butt broke the ball. He knew exactly what the ball would do and Spud.

Spud, in his pompous glory, attacking and killing that intruder   :)  

[Camilla and Darwin]

Loved the story! Darwin has similar short lived joy with beach balls. :-)

[Christine & Shelby]

Great story.... glad to hear there is some play and laughter in your household!  

[Laurie, Fudge, and Vern]

Thank you for the laugh. I could picture everything unfolding and deflating in my mind while reading your post...LOL!!

[Jen, Lachlan, and Declan]

Oh my gosh, too funny! I laughed out loud reading your blog, Joanne! (And I'll admit it ... I'm considering buying a really big ball and turning these boys loose on it. *grin*)

[Linda, Webber and Seda]

Really great story, Joanne.  I am so glad that Spud is playing and you guys are laughing.

[Bonnie and Kona]

Oh Spud, you are so cute playing ball in the snow! I need to look for a big ball that is more doodle durable. Owen found an exercise ball in our garage and had at least a full five minutes of hilarious fun with it. Then the audible woosh and the ball was flat. I'm going online to look for something that would hold up to The Destroyer. ;o) So glad Spud had some fun.

My mom is 87 also. She'd better not try the ball idea either. eek!

[Carol and Banjo]

I love that your 87 year old mom bought this!  LOL....Jane is right...you and Laurie need to get these ladies together.  Your DH is quite devious isn't he?!     Spud.....you have to convince your Mom to get a new Big Blue Ball just for you!!!!

[Anne & Mr. Haley]

Loved you blog.  That looks just like my big blue ball which I have used frequently for almost 10 years.  It works your core and I sleep well at night after I use it.  Haley comes in and  plants himself beside me when I am exercising on it.  What a brave dood.

[Lisa, Daisy & Dexter]

oh my goodness Joanne, what on earth, thank goodness you rescued your Mom from that ball...I love the end result though cause clearly Spud saw the need to rescue his Momma from the thing as well. Ha ha

[Leslie and Halas]

LOL! I can just imagine the excited look on Spud's face when he saw that giant ball.