I received a long distance phone call this morning from one of my sisters. She told me to turn on the local news and have a look at my "weapon of choice".
What did I see there. An old Electrolux vacuum cleaner of course.
She sure has a long memory. Many, many, many years ago when I was about 4 or 5 years old, in self defense I am sure, I took the metal pipe from my Mom's vacuum and whacked her across the head with it.
I was just a tiny little girl but apparently I had enough muscle to swing that sucker pretty good.
She ran to our Mom's room and woke her from a nap. Mom wasn't happy about the wake up but when she saw the size of the goose egg on my sister's forehead she let out an "OMG".
Now in my defense I must say she must have done something to deserve this because I have never hit anyone since. I also don't remember this so I have to take her word for it.
Mom did what they did in those days...she taped a huge coin tightly to it to try to
keep the swelling down. No doctors, no Children's Aid, no clinic.
By the way this same sister used to double me on the back of her bike and she would go so fast I would scream and scream. That I do remember. See I told you she probably deserved it.