After an early meeting we went downstairs for coffee, as we often do, and caught up on out-of-office matters. S related details of her weekend first (she had a lot of fun, in case you're wondering), and then asked how mine was.
I told her the story I posted about on Monday, and we shared a good laugh. ("That is so 'totally' you, Cass!" she said.)
Then I mentioned the running tallies I kept during the weekend, including:
Number of times I blushed (when I mentioned that my dreams have been particularly vivid lately, causing J to ask what - or who - I was dreaming about): 1 lol
Number of items I kicked, bumped, tripped on, or knocked over: 4
Number of times I spilled coffee: 2 (once Saturday evening, once Sunday morning; I am equally clumsy on both days)
Number of times I was addressed as one of the following by toll booth attendants - a) Ma'am; b) Miss; c) Hon/Miss: 3
Steph laughed at that last item. Then she asked off-handedly what I was wearing when I was driving to and from T & J's house.
"Oh, I was dressed androgynously, I guess," I said.
She looked at me for a moment.
S: "So you were dressed normally, then?"
(Note: I'm still in boy mode at work.)
Me: "Huh?"
S: "Cass... you always look androgynous now."
(long pause)
C: "Oh."
lol
Thus, I once again demonstrate my remarkable inability to grasp what apparently is blatantly obvious to... well, everyone! :c)
***
This also gives me an excuse to post a great tune from what is, hands-down, one of the best albums of the Eighties - Let It Be, by The Replacements:
I was too young to get into clubs when Let It Be came out, a matter not helped by the fact that I looked like I was about 12 years old at the time. (I was routinely carded at R-rated movies until I was 31, if you can believe it.)
However, I was lucky enough to see them twice on the Tim tour, in 1986. Both times they were drunken, shambling, barely coherent affairs... and both were absolutely, transcendently glorious. :c)
Long live The Replacements!!!
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2 comments:
So you have the patented table / bed / door / anything low lying locators below your knees too?
As for the rest, simply :)
Stace
Hi Stace!
lol I do! And I have an assortment of broken toes, bruises, and ceaselessly inventive, appallingly detailed cursewords to prove it.
Since April is my sister, you must be at least a cousin, given how similar our personalities - and lack of coordination - are! How unfortunate for you, of course, but still, it is remarkable. ;-)
And thank you for the smile! Sometimes you need someone to point out the obvious to you, as S did. OK, I *always* need that. But most people don't. :c)
Hugs,
Cass
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