Okay, this one has been a little delayed in being posted. I'm still about 5 posts behind where I want to be, but here it is. If you haven't read any of my What's Wrong With Boo Now? posts in the past, I suggest you go back and check them out in order to get the full hilarity of this string of events.
While we were visiting my family in MI, one of my two bestest friends ever, NotDonna, threw me an awesome baby shower, but since she doesn't live in MI, either, she did it at Boo's house.
At first, Boo insisted that he wasn't going to come because he's male. "That's so gay," he tells me. Ahem. "Boo, first, no it's not; and second, you are gay." But, nope, he insisted he wasn't coming. Glitter Fairy, his boyfriend, and a very good friend of mine for many years, would be there, but Boo would not. Yeah right.
The day before the shower, a group of us, including Boo and Glitter Fairy, went tubing down the Muskegon river, a very fun, four hour trip. While applying sunscreen, Boo was adamant that everyone put plenty of sunscreen on the tops of their feet as he has had the pleasure of being very burned in that area before. I got distracted putting it on Punky and somehow completely neglected to do my legs. An hour into the trip, I realized how pink they were getting, but it was already too late. I deflated a tube to cover it, but I was already fairly cooked. Everyone else seemed fine. Overall, it was a blast.
Boo and Glitter Fairy both work at the same bar I used to work at, and they had to work that night, so they didn't get home until very late. Either very late that night, or early-ish the next morning, I got a rather frantic call from Boo.
"You can't have the shower here," (in 4 hours).
"Um, excuse me? We are having the shower there. If you try to change it, you will give NotDonna a nervous breakdown. She will kill you."
"Bubbles (Boo's dog – who is a whole string of mishaps in and of herself) had her puppies last night."
"Oh, yay, that's so sweet. How many?" I've already had a long angry chat with him about getting that friggin dog fixed.
"Ten! But she had them all over the livingroom and diningroom. There is blood and dog placenta juice all over the carpet! In 10 different spots!"
Ultimately, it was decided that he would use our Mom's industrial steam cleaner to clean the carpets before everyone got there. When we got to Boo's house, there was a note on the front door: "Please Use Back Door."
They had moved all the couches and chairs into a line, blocking everyone into the kitchen because the carpets were still wet in the rest of the house. But it actually worked out really well, and the shower was a friggin blast (there are pictures in an earlier post). AND there were many males there – including Boo - the majority of whom were heterosexual. Unfortunately, we did have to end it a little early. In the post below, you will see pictures of why. If you have a weak stomach, I would suggest not looking.
As it turns out, Glitter Fairy neglected to put sunscreen on the tops of his feet and shins on the tubing trip. He got a very severe case of sun poisoning, and at the end of the shower, Boo had to take him to Urgent Care.
Alright, so, technically this malady did not strike Boo, but I think it's pretty close. And the pictures seemed to be in keeping with previous posts.
