Springing and Sharing Our Secret?

Pom pom rose decor

 

Springing rosebud pom poms!

(Photo by Chelsea, Rose bud pom-pom decor in Shanghai. Taken as we drove by. Can you image such a lovely decor just hanging out underneath a freeway overpass?)

 

  Springs sign china

(Click the photo to see the full view.)

 

 

Thanks for caring enough to guess yesterday what I cannot tell you what we did. Thanks for saying you would not be judgemental… that helps. But hey… My mother reads this blog otherwise I might tell you… you see at fifty – three years of age, I still care about what my mother thinks. Though I should have thought of that before this point.

Last night daughter and I went to bed at three a.m.

This morning is foggy.

 

 

Pola dotted pants

 

What are the first signs of spring? Or like I call it "Springing"! Whenever I see such signs I say, "Yah, Springing it is!"

Here are some of the "Springing" signs we saw in China.

 

– Polka dotted pants popping up.

 

Wedding cake dresses

 

– Wedding cake dresses appear.

 

 

Prom picture

 

– Proms waltzing in.

 

 

Getting buff

 

– Buffers buffing.

 

 

Baby exercises

 

– Babies and dogs hanging out in the park.

 

 

Clothes dry

 

– Clothes doing the outside drying dance.

 

 

Skinny dipping

 

– Dippers skinning.

(Ah, no we didn't join them. I would admit to skinny dipping. Though I gotta say the skinny dipper was gutsy doin' the dippin' in daylight, amongst a million people in a lake where you couldn't see the bottom.)

 

Cat nap

 

– Impromptu cat napping.

The Chinese got my mother beat… My Mom can take a cat nap in a blink of an eye. So can French Husband. They can close their eyes and BAM they are sound asleep, and wake up in ten minutes refreshed and ready to go.

The Chinese it seems can do the same.

 

Strawberry cheesecake

 

– Strawberries starring.

 

Spring showers

 

 

– Light showers springing for ten seconds here and there, bringing flowers, and soggy shoes.

 

Capris and high heel shoes

 

-Springing means the appearance of Capris and high heels.

 

Note:

If three hundred of you admit to something you have done that is wildly wild, I'll admit to the act that Chelsea and I did… Three hundred of you admitting to something (and you can only add one comment), having the bar set that high certainly will prevent me from having to ever to share my secret.

 



Comments

55 responses to “Springing and Sharing Our Secret?”

  1. I love the tucks in the wedding dress 🙂 Stay out of trouble now…..

  2. hee hee, what on earth could YOU possibly have done that you’d not wish your mum to know?! You are such a free spirit nude on your second date with Yann, (or at least on a nude beach) etc. The mind boggles!
    I’ll admit nothing wild here. Not because I’m afraid of your mom though. But because everything written on the web can be read by the entire world. I have few boundaries. But some of my past should stay right there.

  3. Got out of a meeting without realizing that all the buttons on my blouse opened. 🙂

  4. Love to you and Chelsea
    Love all you share
    Jeanne^j^

  5. Well, most of the guesses yesterday were tattoos, but you’d share that with your mom eventually, so I’m going to guess that you had some uncomfortable waxing done in the nether region to go with your new clothes.
    Something wild I’ve done, went out drinking with a professor from college, wrapped in a blanket by the lake til dawn.
    Come on, only 299 others…

  6. I’ve got to think about this…

  7. Take care of business in the woods?

  8. welltraveled

    Guess we will never know

  9. Corey, looking at your pictures I realize how much I’m missing Hong Kong after being away for less than three weeks only.
    Happy for you and Chelsea having a great time!

  10. keep forgetting to ask … have you been to the French Quarter in Shanghai? Do you mind to post some pictures if you have?

  11. Stephanie M

    skinny dipped on a beach in Mexico with my cousin and friends in the 70’s late at night.

  12. well hell, I was all prepared to bare a big one, and then I read all the chicken comments, so no way… dang!

  13. Farmboy Husband and I camped a few times on a no-camping island in the middle of Lake Berryessa (very romantic!). Only a year or so later, the Zodiac killer started in attacking young couples in Northern California, including right in that area (although not on the island), so what hadn’t seemed scary at the time sure did in retrospect.
    Another scary thing: First day of Portuguese 1, when most of the other students were Spanish majors, and only about the age that your Chelsea and Sacha are now, whereas I was a grey-haired old lady already! Was on the verge of tears by the end of the first day’s class, and nearly dropped out right on the spot. Decided to give it just one more day’s try — and am so glad I did!

  14. Re dares: Farmboy Husband and I are both the sort who regard that as nothing short of bullying, so we just “dig our heels in” whenever anyone tries it — unless you count telling the darer to eff himself as daring ;-)))

  15. That wedding dress is gorgeous! Do they have harpists at Chinese weddings?
    My wildly wild? I played the harp for a reception for then Vice President Dick Cheney. My mom had come along to help me set up and get dressed in my sparkly gown. Afterward, we partied with the Secret Service guys at a nearby pub. I told them all about checking out a harp for hidden explosives and other dangerous stuff. True! (I probably have a security file a foot thick!)

  16. Cathy J.

    Speaking of Chinese, I got very drunk at a wedding in Chinatown and then preceded to vomit on my dress on the drive home. I then insisted that my boyfriend pull over on the freeway so that I could take off my dress. So there I was standing on the side of the freeway in a not so safe part of Los Angeles taking off my dress. I vaguely remember the “cat calls” by the passing cars, but I didn’t care. My mother almost killed me when I showed up at home with my dress in hand smelling like vomit and booze!
    Now fess up Corey, what did you do? I won’t tell anyone, I promise!

  17. Cathy J.

    I too can nod off quickly anywhere. It drives my husband crazy when we’re traveling. He always says I’m “missing it”. A car is like a sleeping pill for me. Perhaps I was a colicky baby and my parents took me for car rides to came me down. There’s nothing like a 15-20 minute nap when you’re beat, it’s so refreshing!

  18. A woman has to keep some secrets, I respect your discretion. The capris and heels remind me of Rizzo from Grease

  19. Nearly fell of my chair at this one…..Exactly what I was guessing but couldnt think of a polite way to put it…..lololol

  20. Patti O’Donnell

    somethings should stay a secret but do tell.

  21. Violet Cadburry

    I bet you went bungee jumping Chinese style. That would surely give your mother heart palpitations. Moi — I am sure I did some very wild things while in altered states, most of which I can’t remember, except the time my girlfriends and I decided it was a good idea to go to Kings Cross in Sydney at around midnight to talk our way into a strip club and a bouncer grabbed my ass so I turned a wheel-kicked him in the privates, but made the mistake of kicking his mate — not the guy who did it, so we took off running and hiding. They never did find us….thank goodness.

  22. Wow.
    These pics are absolutely fantastic.
    I love the look of the man’s hand on the bride’s small of her back. Her waist looks positively tiny. His hand looks completely masculine.
    Also, the blue dress woman with the blue pom pom in her hair. Love the shoes. Love that flamenco outrageous dress. Love the skirt that flies up into the air. Love the innocent way she looks at him. The entire composition is not something you see commonly in the west. This will be an image that will be seared in my mind.
    OK. Now to my secret, contribution to the 300 dare. I’ve been baking cookies and secretly leaving them at the water cooler. The entire office is wondering, who’s this phantom baker. I’ve been sneaking around. I feel so devilish as I casually walk by and hear another…as they exclaim…OH COOKIES!!!!! OH MY GOD…THESE ARE SO GOOD…who’s making these???
    Hahaha!

  23. Victoria Ramos

    my guess…..being waxed ‘totally bare naked’…or staying up all night long at a disco.
    My secret…..falling asleep drunk on some guy’s front porch who I was pursuing…years & years ago. woke up at like 4am. evidently he never came home……

  24. Denise Solsrud

    oh, don’t be so sure that you won’t get 300 replies. Bestest,Denise

  25. Marie-Noëlle

    While camping in Spain, I and my husband-to-be had a “midnight swim” in the sea…
    We swam on and on, and when we reached the beach again, we could not find our clothes … (the stream had made us drift along)
    We spent about 2 hours walking in our birthday suits, in the pitch dark, to find them, making all sorts of plans to sneak into the camp site !!!

  26. Marie-Noëlle

    Would 300 wild “things” from the same person (me!) do ???
    … I wonder … !?!

  27. Marie-Noëlle

    Oh… I’ve just re-read your post and realized we can add only one comment…
    (MMMince !!!)

  28. Maybe something bare chested??
    Peed in the middle of the street?
    Spent a few hours in the Opium tent?
    I was with my 3 grown daughters in Newport Oregon on vacation after my husband died and they dared me to get a tattoo. So I did…on my left upper boob. A small bumble bee. I love it and always think of our trip when I notice it.

  29. I ment to say…high on my left boob as I only have 2!!! hahahaha

  30. when i first read this morning at 13 comments, i thought do i or don’t i…tell a secret that is, now at 27 comments –i’m spilling….when just out of highschool my boyfriend and i, along with another couple, flew down to mexico for a week. i told my mom we were going to the shore for the week…only 2 hours or so from my house. she was angry…i am sure she knew something was up. she is where your dad is corey, and i often wonder as all is revealed- DOES SHE KNOW? there are so many other secrets with that trip…like how did i explain all those souvenirs especially the onyx chess set for my older brother. quid pro quo-your turn…oh DID YOU CALL FRENCH HUSBAND AS HE HAD ASKED?! come on just tell us—ask your mom to skip the day you tell(although i totally understand the mom filter even now with her gone)!! i still care what she would think!-g from philadelphia

  31. i like the opium den idea…is it legal there?!

  32. Jeannie

    I rowed through a rapid on the Colorado River and again on the Salmon River (the River of No Return).

  33. Kathleen

    Swam neked yes NEKED in the pool in Provence while on holiday!I was all alone and at the age of 54 had never had the opportunity so I took the chance while I was left alone on a hot summers day!The outer door was locked so I knew I would be safe for a while,it was exhilarating!Lucky me I had been on a diet and had lost a lot of excess pounds at the time!(I know the spelling is wrong just thought it would look less ……….you know!)It was a private rental too by the way!

  34. I missed yesterday’s post. After reading today’s, I was frantic for what I missed out on. Oh boy, I would love to know the secret, but not enough dares would push me to tell my secrets. Don’t let me stop you though, Corey. 🙂

  35. Lauren Slavin

    i trespassed into an abandoned rock quarry that had filled with rain water. two friends and i jumped off a sixty foot ledge into the water. i had a sore bottom for weeks!

  36. Opium is not legal in China.

  37. Not telling

    Mooning the quad filled with fraternity boys.

  38. We jumped a freight train in Montgomery Alabama late one day.. refuse to tell who is ‘we’… but it was fun. that is one I can tell

  39. Your “springing” photos are fun. As for yesterday, I’m guessing it involved copious amounts of liquid refreshment. Think hair of the dog to feel better.

  40. In 1966, at the height of Beatlemania, a friend and I snuck into the Beatles hotel and hid out (none too successfully as we were kicked out and snuck back in several times). We eventually made it up to the top floor before being found, and kicked out, for the final time (before the unthinkable happened!). I had great respect for authority and under normal circumstances it would only take once for an adult to tell me to stop doing something, and I would obey. But, dang, the hope of meeting the Beatles was just tooooo strong! I hope that counts toward the 300!

  41. When I was a senior in high school… with a group of my five closest friends … we cut school and walked a few blocks to the nearby convent to have a birthday celebration for two of the group ( I was one of the two birthday girls )… one of us had a sibling who had recently married, as I recall. We brought along the souvenir champagne bottles for our ‘champagne birthday breakfast’ on the beautiful pine tree-filled and far-reaching grounds of the convent. It was November and the air was crisp and we were all honors students. I, however, was the most straight-laced of the bunch and I had deep reservations about trespassing the convent grounds with alcohol. Let me note that cutting school didn’t bother me at all… knowing that someone had pilfered the alcohol didn’t bother me at all… offending the nuns was my only worry! Of course we were spotted by a sister in the far-off building complex area of the grounds, and when we saw her coming towards us (to oust us, no doubt) from afar, my friends had the best time yucking it up about my reaction to the prospect of having upset the nun —considering, especially, that there was no way she was EVER going to reach us. The champagne was never uncorked, as I recall, and we simply went on our way (back to school). Sad to say, that may be as ‘wild’ as I have ever been… unless you count nearly thirty years later telling my mother I was at a work-related ‘conference’ when really I took a whirlwind weekend trip to London to see a Pre- Raphealite painting exhibit. She never would have understood such an indulgent foray, and I didn’t want her to tell me of her disapproval though I am quite sure she sees all and knows all from her current vantage point… and actually I half0suspect that today she would say “good for you!” to the whole idea.

  42. I’m just tuning in, as I missed reading yesterday’s post. So fun to share a secret with Chelsea. I read the comments to get a clue, which can it be?
    I’ll never tell my secrets, so I’ll have to be content with guessing yours! : )

  43. thanks sam-is it legal anywhere?

  44. Bramble

    Danced in a fountain and got arrested…was that me or you two? hmmmmmmm…..we shall see!

  45. When I was in my 20’s, I borrowed my brother’s horse and rode to an abandoned shack that he had mentioned had old stuff in it. I found a round oak table top in great shape and managed to pull it through the snow and it became my living room coffee table perched on three cement blocks. We sat around on huge pillows and drank wine and solved the problems of the world and spun fantasies about our futures. There is my secret outlandish activity.

  46. Please don’t tell

    I’m as straight laced as it gets. However, in my early twenties, my car pool members loved to tease me (I was so sweet and innocent). I worked in a highly secure, DOD contractor, and one Christmas they gave me a brownie laced with marijuana. I had never had any before and didn’t understand why everything made me laugh. I walked in the hallways laughing because I never realized that the walls and furniture were so green. Everything was so funny, so I went to the ladies room and that is when my friend told me what happened. I couldn’t be mad (yet) but on the way home they got h— from me. I could have been fired! Never again but I did vote for medical marijuana to be legal. I figured if someone is terminally ill they deserved to smile or laugh.

  47. When I was 18 I met a man 16 years older than I and we began a romanticl relationship. I was in love the moment I met him. He was working for an out of town company which was a 14 hour drive for me. I was in college and still living at home. Finally after 6 months of seeing him I decided to introduce him to my parents. My dad kicked him out of the house and I was forbidden to see him. So we snuck around and saw each other once a month but chatted onlie eveyday. We even had a secret email acct. But to this day my parents don’t know that he paid to fly me to see him one weekend every month. I would say I was staying with a girl friend on campus that weekend but instead caught a flight. A few times he even rented me a car to meet me half way. My parents never knew how often I was flying to see him. After 6 years we eloped and will be married 9 years this month. Looking back it was not only wild but crazy. We have a 2 year old now and I dread my payback.

  48. I have a feeling whatever you did is something relatively minor. Matching ‘tats’? I once got a little drunk at dinner and my husband wanted to stop at a car dealership on the way home. I HATE car dealerships. I had to pee. There was a van on the lot equipped with a ‘potty’ that I relieved myself in. Several days later my husband drove by the car lot and all the doors on the van were wide open. Did you do that in China? I doubt it.

  49. Brenda L. in TN.

    On a dare I and two other girls went to our Jr-Sr Prom with no undies on …and had to prove it!!!
    I’m betting a Brazil wax or an Opium den….

  50. Watched the sun rise ,on a beach in Greece, decided to go skinny dipping as it was so early and the beach was deserted, however coming out of the water I was greeted by the local townsfolk, all in their 70’s at least, going for their early morning swim!!!!!!

  51. Okay, I want to know what you and Chelsea did! Here’s a story about doing things we shouldn’t but should anyhow just because it’s an experience that must be had:
    A few summers ago, my friend, Julie, came to NYC for a visit. We spent the day wandering around the city together, catching up, taking in all the sights. At dusk, we found ourselves near the Chrysler Building and I thought, I wonder if we could get onto the roof of a nearby building for a closer look? Sure enough, we found a roof (won’t mention where here) and the sight of the Chrysler building filling our entire view just as the sun went down and the lights lit up was amazing. Amazing.

  52. I love wearing capris in spring! They are my favorite.
    And yes, that skinny dipper is very gutsy. I would never do that!

  53. Attended a picnic (when I was younger), it started raining fiercely and everyone ran and got in cars and left…except me and my partner, we stayed in the rain, went under the table and “Made out”…ha, to put it mildly….

  54. Okie, this is sort of wildly wild in that I am surprised my Mother let us out of the house knowing what we were doing and that it was quite dangerous. New Years Eve, 1999, I figured that with it turning 2000 there would be a lot of fireworks around. But we lived in the middle of a VERY rural part of Nova Scotia. It’s the middle of the winter and freezing but I got the idea to walk through the woods (coerced my younger brother to go with me), crunching through frozen snow, up hill, through woods until we got to the part that had been cut down. I guess we were technically trespassing at that point. I am sure we walked well over a mile, wearing basic winter gear, and carrying one flashlight with a battery that was dying. My theory was if we climbed high enough, we might see fireworks displays.
    I was worried we’d twist an ankle and be stuck or worse. But trudged uphill until we could see over the treetops. We sat, shivering, on some pitiful little tree stumps. I remember teeth chattering, checking the watch I’d brought and making jokes with my brother.
    We had no idea if we’d see anything. We still had to walk back and it was almost midnight, on top of a hill.
    Then they started. Small, but beautiful glittery bursts of light. Not just in one direction but all over the place. We watched the eeirly quiet fireworks from at least 5 or 6 sources.
    It was wild and crazy for me, risking bodily injury. But worth it. I can’t even remember walking back home. I just remember the cold and excitement when we realized we could see more than one display.
    Definitely worth the freezing cold, snow trudging, woods walking, hill climbing in the middle of a Canadian winter night.

  55. I mark THAT blog so that ONE DAY i CAN read all the wild things that everybody did! I have nothing to confess; I lead a very orderly and ordinary life – LOL!
    Love, Kiki
    sorry, for just picking the one and/or other blog and therefore cross-reading – not very sophisticated, I know!

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