June 23rd, 2006
My Near Death Experience
My Near Death Experience
See this? This is the Tree Swing of Ultimate Destruction
That's
Dippy in the picture up there, but several days ago I banged myself up pretty good. I swung up sideways, super high, and then swung straight into the tree. Actually I didn't hit the tree with full force — luckily the ground broke my fall. I'd post the pictures of my bruises (on both arms), but they are fading and not nearly as impressive as they were. Anyways, there is nothing as exciting as a tree swing. I think every farm needs one. And I shall tame that tree swing if it's the last thing I do. |
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on June 23rd, 2006 at 11:03 am
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Jen, Jen, Jen of the Jungle!
Watch out for that…
…*ugh*…
…treeeeee….
on June 23rd, 2006 at 11:07 am
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We have a tree swing. But it’s a simple one that you sit on and we don’t have a creek. I’ve got some bruises too but they are from running into the stupid door handles we here. I guess I have to get used to them all over again.
Have a great day!
on June 23rd, 2006 at 11:22 am
Rumors Abound
You may want to get a lawyer, Jen. I got an e-mail from the tree, and he's talking about suing you for damages. He also mentioned sabotaging the pictures of the bruises to destroy any of your evidence. Can you put them in a safe deposit box or something?
Be careful what you say around the tree from now on…just in case. I hear he's a pretty shady character.
From Julie-The-Oh-So-Jealous-Of-Your-Swing-But-Not-Your-Bruises
Edited by seekingtheoldpaths on Jun. 23, 2006 at 9:25 AM
on June 23rd, 2006 at 11:33 am
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I can’t comment about farms, but there used to be a real cool rope swing over the local creek when I was a kid. When I was in 8th grade, in the fall of ’74, one of the local hoodlums strung a rope over nearby Mill Creek and we’d swing on the rope after school. In those days, in pre-environmental industrial Cleveland, the creek used to flow orange and stink from all the dumping from the nearby industrial park. The mud was black from all the PCB-laden oil that had been dumped in the creek.
Anyway, the goal was to NOT fall in the orange water or step in the oily mud. Needless to say, it mostly didn’t work out, especially with your “friends” throwing rocks at you and into the water as you swung out. So I’d go home in my Catholic school clothes with mud-caked shoes and shmeared-up pants and Mom would have a conniption fit. We got in trouble over and over with the cops for being there and one day the cops cut down the rope and that was the end of that — haven’t swung on a rope ever since. Though I don’t know beans about farm life, that’s my ghetto rope swing story!
on June 23rd, 2006 at 12:08 pm
Ahhh the rope swing…
My fond memory of a rope swing was also one of pain. My dear grandpa went to great lengths to fashion a rope swing for my brother and me in a huge tree in his backyard. I was so excited! I hopped on, swung higher and higher and at the pinnacle of the arc, the rope came untied (thanks gramps) and I landed from a very impressive height FLAT on my back. Seriously, it was like a reverse belly-flop. It knocked the wind out of me to say the least. BEWARE THE ROPE SWING! It only looks like your friend.
Blessings,
Courtney
on June 23rd, 2006 at 1:05 pm
Fun!
At least you walked away with bruises!
When I was 7 yrs old I was on a tree swing and somehow I ended up being dragged along the ground… by my face. I had aweful blood-crusty scabs on my face for a few weeks. It was aweful! I still have a scar from that freak-ish accident on my eyebrow.
Di
on June 23rd, 2006 at 1:07 pm
Nothing like a carnival ride in your own backyard!
The ground broke my fall. Hee hee! Reminds me of Joe Dirt, “Luckily, I landed on my neck, which broke my fall.”
on June 23rd, 2006 at 1:31 pm
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You never cease to amaze me…and make me giggle! This could only happen to you! :0) Thanks for the laugh this morning…and, oh yeah, I hope your bruises go away soon!
on June 23rd, 2006 at 1:42 pm
Ugh
At least you didn’t break any bones…
all I keep hearing in my head is
Jen, Jen, Jen of the homestead…
watch out for that…..
AAAAAHHHHHH…..
adsfj; asdjk;
Amy beth 😀
on June 23rd, 2006 at 1:43 pm
That is one BIG tree!
Do you ever swing to jump into the WATER?!?! Fun fun FUN! (And MUCH less painful!) Rebecca (www.zeahrenaissance.blogspot.com)
on June 23rd, 2006 at 1:49 pm
OWCH!!!
I bet that hurt! I’m glad that you didn’t get to get pictures of your bruises ’cause God’s healing them, not that i wouldn’t have liked to see them.
I have something to tell you: we were working on our siding and my dad dropped a hammer on my head……. the medal part too!!! I’m ok though…… if I weren’t ok I wouldn’t be typing this, would I? You can come read all about it at my blog…… if you want of course.
I’m just checking out my friends blog!
Thanks for concerning yourself with this Hobbit!
Your friend,
tigerlily
on June 23rd, 2006 at 2:15 pm
I really like Marsha's comment—
Jen Jen Jen of the Jungle watch out for that TREE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
However once again I am a little green…that would be so cool (if I didn’t have a 3.45 year old who thinks he is a BIG KID) to have a tree swing like that…it looks like a magazine picture….your homestead really does have it all….vegetables, livestock, a stream, a lake (w/a row boat)…WOW…. Whens the HSblogger picnic at YOUR house???
on June 23rd, 2006 at 2:40 pm
WHAT in the world goes on in your head?! 🙂
You are just determined to die this week, aren’t you?! Hahaha! If it’s not a tree, it’s the flu. Praying for your family while you have the flu – the tree swing is your own idea! lol
My family had a world class tree swing when I was growing up. I agree – every family needs one! 🙂
Blessings from Ohio, Kim Wolf<><
on June 23rd, 2006 at 3:39 pm
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Go, Jen!
Do you have a eulogy written up for the things you want your husband to say at your funeral just in case?
Looks like fun. But after the bruises, I don’t think I’d be as brave as you are.
on June 23rd, 2006 at 4:54 pm
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oh, that is so hilarious. sorry to laugh at your expense but it’s about as funny as the time i thought i could still ride a bike at 30. i ended up with a huge bruise on my chin and whenever people asked what happened it was so embarassing to say, “i fell off a bike.”
on June 23rd, 2006 at 6:09 pm
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Hello yourself you silly girl!
You know, when you go to meet a tree it’s always best to shake hands first. Maybe that’s why it socked ya one, it thought you were getting a little to close for comfort!
(why do you always stop at my blog on a not so great post?!) (I know, I know you are busy and don’t even read them. : ) )
Abiding in the Vine!
on June 23rd, 2006 at 7:03 pm
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ouch 🙂 hehe I’m chuckling at all the Tarzan jokes above….. and shady character – ha! too cute 🙂
One day when my mother was in watching soap operas on TV and I was left alone on the tree swing, I twisted around and around and on the released outward spiral I laid back to enjoy the effect… only my head smashed against the tree and I was out cold.. very cold, I woke up cold lying there all by myself under the tree that rejected me lol. I think later I was running around the yard and ran my head into a cement bird bath… this is why I am over protective I’m sure 😉
blessings
Denise T
on June 23rd, 2006 at 9:55 pm
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Oh, bless your heart! Good thing you didn’t break any limbs! We had a tree swing once…it went over a concrete driveway and was close to 2 big trees…I was scared to death of that thing.
Maybe we’re just porch swing kinda bloggers 🙂
on June 23rd, 2006 at 10:33 pm
Wow
YEE HAWW
on June 24th, 2006 at 5:29 am
Hello!
I am back from Florida. I just want to say, “hello” to all my friends.
Wow, that tree death experience sound scary! I don’t know if I could do that.
on June 24th, 2006 at 7:04 am
Tree Swings,the truth behind them.
You know how those magazines expose the truth about aliens excetera? The little known truth about tree swings and playground equipment is that the orthopeadic surgeons guild is behind them so that they have a ready supply of victims,I mean patients, for themselves. I know this is true cuz I used to work for one. STAY AWAY!!!!!!! 🙂
on June 24th, 2006 at 11:22 am
Flu
Dear Jen,
I am sorry to hear you all are sick. I have been thinking of you, and hoping you are enjoying a good spring/summer on your lovely homestead.
Miss you all,
Love,
Jen
on June 24th, 2006 at 2:48 pm
Ugh!
First you’re sick, then sick again, then you’re smashing into trees?! You should try taking it easy for a while…
Um, be careful today,
ali
on June 25th, 2006 at 8:02 am
Oh goodness!
I agree every farm should have a tree swing they are a blast. But Jen you aren’t suppose to hit the tree. Sorry about your bruises. I hope you are feeling better.
on June 29th, 2006 at 11:38 am
ouch!!!!!!!
thanks for reassuring me that you really were thinking of “l’il ole me.” 🙂 You’re a sweetie!
btw, the “ouch!!!!” above is in response to you slamming into the tree! (We’re just not as flexible as we used to be, are we?!)