Brutally Honest Monday:  The One Where I Spill Family Secrets

Brutally Honest Monday:  The One Where I Spill Family Secrets

27/Apr/2008

#Life#Brutally Honest Mondays

They say a family who eats at the table has children who don’t fall off the deep end, do drugs, become cereal killers and read three times faster. Or something. But I’d like to give you a teeny tiny glimpse in to the lives of The Flingers. This brutally honest Monday I ask for a peek in to your REAL life. And then I do the same.

I was raised flipping off various family members at dinner. The Dinner Table was a place to fart, belch, flip off and cuss. We actually laughed. Sometimes we’d flip each other off, laugh and fart all before Mom could get us all dished up. Right between prayer and clearing the wine glasses, we’d talk about the day and then, inevitably, someone would say something and someone else would flip ‘em off.

The tradition? It continues:

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And even Baby O played along, in his own way:

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And this, Internet, is why we don’t often have dinner guests. But if you come over? BYOB. (Bring. Your. Own. Bird.)

** If you participate in your own Brutally Honest Post, let me know, ok? **

Colleen
Faith
Laurie

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***Update***
Ohdeargod, I just realized we (my BFF and I) flickred our “Night Out” on Friday. And? Looky Here.  Maybe that’s taking it a WEE bit too far?

Mah bird, it does fly…

Comments

  1. just found your blog, and this is pretty funny. sounds like a good tradition!

    By Barbara on 2008 04 27

  2. Welcome, Barbara! Thank you. Feel free to use it at your own house. grin

    By Mrs. Flinger on 2008 04 27

  3. Mom and I never sat at the table but when my dad remarried when I was a teenager and brought his new wife and her three teenaged boys into the house we always ate at the table, where we told grosser than gross, dead baby (please don’t lightening strike me—I didn’t tell them!), and dirty jokes.  I know, horribly disgusting not to mention in poor taste.

    By Sleeping Mommy on 2008 04 27

  4. Am thinking name change may be in order.
    Perhaps Mrs. FINGER.
    Yes?

    By Jenny on 2008 04 27

  5. Damn!  Jenny beat me to the punch line.

    My cousin and I use to do that at my grandmother’s.  The trick/fun was not getting caught by my grandmother.

    By mdvelazquez on 2008 04 28

  6. Are you giving me the finger?  WTF did I do?

    That picture of Baby O is priceless.  I see a gift card in it’s future.

    By AMomTwoBoys on 2008 04 28

  7. I was just wondering if “cereal killers” are anything like “serial killers”? Or do they only murder Rice Krispies?

    Hey! If you were here in person right now you could practice a little more of that finger move!

    Couldn’t help myself.

    By MGM on 2008 04 28

  8. OKAY…NOW I AM SCARED. This happened all the time at my house when we were teenagers. (And sometimes now when the toddlers are beating the crap out of each other on the carpet.)

    I think you and I might have been separated at birth.

    Coffee, the finger, kids who don’t sleep through the night….what else is there?

    Now I am off to play…but you stole my idea, so I will have to find something else to do…

    By Faith on 2008 04 28

  9. I too must be a long lost relative for in my house growing up the finger was flung often. We used to joke that it meant ‘I love you’.

    I too will participate - it was quite the evening in the shower last night - yikes!

    By Kat on 2008 04 28

  10. I was also using this particular gesture at a young age, and am deeply trained in both the public and subversive uses.  I have good reason to believe that my mentor, my own mother, was self taught; but despite the hindrances this could have created we have reached professional status also.

    By cursingmama on 2008 04 28

  11. I am shocked. At our house, WE DO NOT give the finger.

    We simply say F—k you.

    P.S. I participated in brutually honest Monday. Today I debunked the myth that because we are no longer in high school, we are mature. Thank you for helping me prove my point with your post.

    By Laurieofthesevenstories on 2008 04 28

  12. I don’t have to post any pictures. Your pictures could have been taken at MY dining room table.

    By Sarah, Goon Squad Sarah on 2008 04 28

  13. These pictures are HILARIOUS!

    Hey, that’s what family togetherness is all about…being able to flip ‘em off and still live with ‘em. wink

    By Jamie on 2008 04 28

  14. Perfect!

    Me? I’m giving the bird to motherhood itself on this lovely Brutally honest Monday. Thanks for giving me the encouragement to get it all out there.

    http://delaneydiaries.typepad.com/the_delaney_diaries/2008/04/this-post-will.html

    By Colleen on 2008 04 28

  15. If that isn?t hilarious, I don?t know what is. Traditions, gotta love em.

    By SJSFalter on 2008 04 29

  16. Sometimes nothing feels better than a bird!

    By Renee on 2008 04 29

  17. You guys are too funny. We also have a “bird” photo file. Ah the blackmail material. smile

    By emily on 2008 04 29

  18. Since I come from this family, I just want to say that Mrs. Flinger TOTALLY speaks the truth. All this went on and even on a daily basis.
      Whenever I had friends over I would actually WARN them. WARN THEM!!!!

    By sister flinger on 2008 05 02