Dec 13

grasping at straws

Tag: Uncategorizedammogirl @ 7:12 pm

Ugh, you guys, I’ve had a couple different entries written for today but ended up erasing them all. I’m having issues, and they are all either boring (my ongoing back problems), highly personal (my daughter is the most unorganized person in the entire world and she is finding out the hard way that the 7th grade is not the place for disorganization) or…no, I already covered boring. So there you go. Boring or personal, or, perhaps boring AND personal, depending on how you look at it.

But here’s something fun, the physical therapist I saw yesterday (the third in less than one year, yay for continuity!) had this conversation with me:

PT guy: So, where is home for you?

me: Oregon

PT guy: Oregon! Where at, specifically?

me, thinking: here we go…which one this time? do I go with the flat-out lie “Portland”, true-but-vague “near Portland”, or the generic “the Coast”? Actually…fuck it.

me: Um, Lincoln City…???

PT guy: GET OUTTA HERE. Lincoln City? I’m from Willamina!

(editor’s note: Willamina is approximately 37 miles away and even smaller than LC, believe it or not, with a population of less than 2000.)

me: No WAY!

PT guy: Yeah! We played you guys all the time! Did you play sports?

me: Uhhh…ha ha. No, well…I was a cheerleader and kept score for basketball and baseball…

And on and on it went. We graduated a year apart, and it is virtually guaranteed that at some point during those three joint years we were less than a football field or basketball court apart. Which is crazy, when you are in the military. When you are in the military, and you run into coincidences like that, you are instantly friends, even if you are enlisted and the other person is an officer and a doctor.

Anyway. John just asked me how my studying for tomorrow’s test was going, and I told him, “FINE.” And then he said, “…what are you typing?” and I said, “NOTES. LEAVE ME ALONE.” to which he responded, “So these tests…what happens again if you fail?” I told him, “I’M NOT FAILING! GOD!”

So. I guess I should go study. Crappy.

Tschuss!!

5 Responses to “grasping at straws”

  1. Rodney says:

    “The least unorganized”…

    wouldnt that mean your dughter is organized? lol

  2. FlatGreg says:

    Good luck with the test!

  3. ammogirl says:

    Rodney - hot damn that was a good catch. Fixing immediately!

    Greg - Why thank you!

  4. kario says:

    I hate watching my children learn lessons the hard way! Nothing worse than that, but once they learn it, chances are they won’t have to do that again. Hope it’s not too painful for her.

    As for the Willamina connection - what a needle in a haystack! I hope he’s a good PT, too. I hate back and neck problems. Although, I’ve discovered that a couple of nice glasses of wine on a Friday night help that, too. :-)

  5. Kay says:

    It is a small world after all!

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