Sunday, June 27, 2010

The World According To Jill

It has not escaped my notice that I've had very little to say about Jill, her Jillisms and her wacky life experiences lately.  Of course, I've had little to say about anything as of late, but I know you'll forgive me, right?

I wish I had tons of stories to tell you, but Jill has once again fallen off the stupid wagon a bit.

Did I ever tell you the story about her flying cell phone?

One day, while doing yard work, Jill placed her phone on top of her friend's car and said, "Friend, whatever you do, don't drive away with my phone on your car!"  So what did her friend do?





She drove away with Jill's phone on her car.

Now by this time it was nighttime and black as pitch.  When Jill finally realized that both her friend's car and her cell phone atop it where gone, she despaired of ever finding it.

But then Jill had a brilliant idea, and you know how infrequently that happens to my sister.  She thought, I'll jump in my car and repeatedly call my phone.  Maybe I'll be able to see it lighting up when the call goes through.

Would you believe she found that damn phone, about a mile from her house, sitting in the middle of a busy road, flashing for all it was worth?

And now that I've written this out, I do believe I've already shared this story.  Well crap, sucks for you!





Jill always seems to find herself witness to things that the rest of us would never see in a lifetime.  For her, they're common occurrences. 

A couple of months ago while driving home, she rang me on her cell and said, "Justine, you're not gonna believe this!  I just saw a car EXPLODE!"

Now in Jill-speak that could mean that a car backfired... you just never know.  So, I had to be very specific while questioning her.

Me:  You literally saw a car explode?

Jill:  Yes!  Right on the exit ramp!  It EXPLODED!

Me:  But did you actually see it happen, or did you just hear it?

Jill:  Well, I can't remember now if I actually saw it happen at that very moment, but I heard a huge BOOM and then flames shot up in the air!

Me:  Flames in the air, huh?  Or was it maybe just a smoking, overheated engine?

Jill:  Justine!  I'm telling you, the frickin' car exploded!  It's on fire right now, right in front of me!  That's it.  I'm hanging up to take a picture to PROVE it to you.  Sheesh, you never believe me!







Case closed.  Jill indeed saw a car explode.  My bad!




Co-cooking with Jill can sometimes be fun, especially when it means I don't have to do all the work.  Last month she and the girls were here and I decided to make her a nice meal of chicken cutlet parmesan, and left her in charge of making spaghetti with garlic and oil.  I wish I could spell out the Italian way of saying that but I have no clue how.  I'll just tell you that it sounds like "Spaghetti ahoyeeoh"

Once the spaghetti was done, Jill was on the hunt for a colander to drain it, but instead she asked me, "Do you have a restrainer?"

Me:  Excuse me?  A what?  You want to put a restraining order against your pasta?  What?  Is it not al'dente enough?

Jill:  A restrainer?  A retainer?  Shit!  What am I trying to say?

Me:  A strainer?

Jill:  Yes!  That's what I need!  A strainer!

Me:  No you don't you moron, you need a colander.  This is a strainer (grabbing one from the cabinet to show the dummy)

You need a colander, dipshit.  What kind of Italian are you anyway?





Fast forward (or maybe it's rewind... I can't keep up with this stuff!) to a day when Jill was having our parents to her house for dinner.  She was making meat loaf, or so I thought.

Jill called me from Publix.

Jill:  "Hey, how much pot do you think I need for my roast?"

Me:  Erm... what?

Jill:  How much pot do you think I need for my roast?

Me:  Well, that depends on how stoned you want to get our parents, you idiot!  What the hell are you talking about?  You're making meatloaf, right?

Jill:  Oh shit, what did I say now?

Me:  Oh never mind!  Two pounds!  Two pounds should do it!  

Then another relaxing day with Jill and the girls here for a visit.  We were sitting outside in the bitch cave when Strudel ran up to Jill excitedly, shoving her snout at her for some loving.  Jill squirms away saying, "Ewww.... Oh how I love having a wet ass up my nose!"

Now the last time I checked Strudel's ass was not plastered to her face, nor have I ever seen it wet, so I have no clue where this Jillism came from.  All I could do was laugh and grab my notebook to write down her words verbatim.  

I don't know what to tell you, I don't even know what to think about my dear sister.  There must be a really wild party going on with the relays in her brain.  Maybe her neurotransmitters are dancing the flamingo.  Did I ever mention that she honestly thought the Latin dance, the flemenco was in fact called the flamingo?


I shit you not, people.  I shit you not.


12 "Sister" Lovin' Friends Said:

  • blueviolet

    Ok, I pretty much use the word colander and strainer to refer to the same thing too...a colander.

    I'm not sure I would have thought to go driving and calling my phone. She has serious smarts interlocked with her stupid moments, don't you think?

  • Brianne

    I needed a laugh this morning. This fit the bill!

    Your sister stories make me laugh. Probably a little too much. I get funny looks from people...

    I have a sister that somewhat reminds me of Jill. Never thought to write down the things she said, I will definitely start doing that. lol

  • ~♥~ Monica S

    OMG!!! Thanks for the laugh!! my family must think I'm crazy.. sitting here laughing all to myself! ;-)

  • Gucci Mama

    So, so funny. I love Jill and her "isms". You guys crack me up. You should totally sister adopt me.

  • Jason, as himself

    Ahhhh, so much fun. I love how stupid she is. Wait. Am I allowed to say that, or will you kick my a$$?

  • Cole

    That phone idea was brilliant! I'm happy to hear some stories of her usual behavior too. I miss her!

  • Jill

    Oh, just think if Jill did not entertain you as much, where would you be? Bored, that's where.
    Have a great day,
    Kiki

  • Jessica

    Poor Jill, I can relate. It's good there are people like you and my daughter who can translate for us. ;D

  • Ginger

    I've missed your Jill stories. This cracked me up. I gotta give Jill credit for calling her cell phone as she was driving along the road. Glad no one ran over it.

  • Tootsie

    hey girl....good to see you comment and post! I have been doing well I suppose...busy as heck...and sick as a dog.
    My sore arm is just getting worse by the day...never should have gone for treatment...tendonitis or something like that...I have to wear this ugly little band below my elbow to support it...and it helps but just a little...
    kids finished school today...wooo hooo!!! no more lunches...
    I don't know....just busy...miss you girl...we need to keep in touch better...like we used to!

  • Shelia

    Hi Justiney! Oh, I've missed you! I thought you had dropped out of Blogland! I have a horrible allergy headache this morning and now it's hurting worse since I'm laughing my head off! You always make me smile and laugh.
    Take care dear one.
    be a sweetie,
    shelia ;)

  • Sophia

    I cannot BELIEVE that she not only got in the car to go find her phone, but actually DID find it a mile down the road! OMG! Crazy and funny! :D hahaha