Yep, pushing the damn equipment on the field again for another contest. Sigh. But at least the weather is cooperating--it's gonna be 80 degrees and sunny this weekend. Guess I won't be wearing my snappy new Marching Season hat--I don't want my head to sweat while I'm pushing that beastly marimba to the 40 yard line.
I was driving home from the foot doctor today (yeah, I'm gonna get that toe fixed in December) and I heard they found a new theme song for Monday Night football. Why we are all supposed to care about this, I don't know--but it made me laugh. I thank my afternoon radio guy for reporting the new song--and introducing me to this classic originally. Don't hate me, Helene.
I love my foot doctor--he has the smallest office EVER. I mean, you literally sit toe-to-toe with the other patients there in the waiting room. Which is interesting because everyone has foot problems and are very aware of anyone stepping on their piggies. It's hilarious to see everyone moving their feet when someone has to get up--they all but pull their legs up to their chests.
And as I went into the casting room for my snappy new orthotics, the nurse tells me to step up on the table and propel myself on my stomach. Propel? Really?! I got the giggles because I had this image of me running and sailing on my stomach like a penguin. You know--wings out, sliding on that white paper all wacky-like. So I asked her if she wanted me to take a running start. She thought I was serious--it was great.
Hey, happy weekend, pallies! Go out there and find something fun to do and report back on Monday. Find something good or funny in your ordinary day. Breathe deep and have some fun. I know I am.
Did I mention I'm pushing a marimba again? Ugh. It almost makes me miss those damn metal bleachers. Almost.
19 comments:
OMG they are gonna have to fix more than just your toe when I get done with you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I can't believe you did that. I actually clicked it.
Plus the image of you oh so happily pushing out the equipment is bringing tears to my eyes.
Go Lin!!! I can't believe you are pushing a marimba!! I don't have to do that anymore since I am the Snack Queen....I just sit on my Queenly behind and watch all of the other parents as they push and pull that equipment!!! LOL ;)
We are going to be at Metamora....where are you guys gonna be at?? And, thank goodness for nice, warm weather. Although, be sure and bring some bug spray because there have been some nasty little black bite-y bugs everywhere lately. Someone said that this nice warm weather is reviving the little critters!! UGH!!!
And, being the anal band mom that I am, I spotted a no-no on one of your band kids...he's wearing black ankle socks...I can see skin!!! tsk tsk tsk.... LOL ;)
Me again....I just looked at that pic again and the He is a She! OOPS!! :)
Helene--You can blame Garry Meier on WGN afternoons--he not only introduced me to this, but he was the one who came up with the idea for Monday Night football. I thought of you immediately! Happy Friday!
A.Marie--You are a TRUE Band Mom! I'm not sure anyone but you and I would notice those socks--and I did--when I first downloaded those pics onto my computer. Guess who I'm gonna do a sock-check on first thing tomorrow? :P We are at Prospect. Wishing you luck at Metamora!!
So when you propel yourself upon the table, does it involve rocket fuel?
Remember, Marching Band is FUN!!
Whee! A choice of two images for the day. Lin, perspiring, pushing and pulling a marimba; or, Lin, wings spread, propelling herself across the white expanse of the examination table. Think I'll go with the second one.
I thought you did that on purpose. It still mad me gag. I went all the way back to Motown to try to get an antidote to that. Arghhhhhhhhhhhhh
I used to like you Lin. I used to like you a lot. And then you put a link to that song again! That was downright sneaky of you. Okay . . . I'll forgive you this time. Hope the toe surgery goes well for you. Enjoy the weather while it's nice.
Hey Helene, Did you find an antidote?
I just love that video - I sing along! (P.S. Really funny post today - I could see you do the penguin thing).
I can believe she thought you were serious at the Dr. office. Those people have no sense of humor. At Mayo when the Dr. et al asked John what he was going to do, he said he figured he'd go to Vegas. Crickets. He joked the entire time about keeping his prostate in a jar after the surgery, nothing. No smiles. Tough crowd.
Eek...you really do need to cross your name off the marimba pushing list. Sometimes people have these weird word slips like that, maybe she just gets tired of saying "lay" and tried a new word. Hahaha...glad you had the balls to say something about it:) I'm off camping this weekend with my dad. It should be a great time!
I'm afraid to click any of your links for songs! I giggled at the thought of you propeling like a penguin! LOL Have a great weekend!
We'll just call you Happy Feet!
I think that Em needs to go to UI so we can sit our asses down together on the metal in the band parents section at Memorial Stadium! I did tell you that the tickets are FREE, right? It's all fun & NO parent duties! LOVE IT!
sorry Lin but I just can't bring myself to click on the link...lol
The whole propel thing has me giggling though
My dad loves making jokes when he goes the the doctor's (and he goes to the doctor a lot!) they love him! What did you do to your toe?
Shauni--She's just lucky it isn't gas propelled! ;) The funny thing is the room I was in was literally 5 ft wide by 12 feet long--not much space in which to run and jump. I love marching band--I'm a total loser.
Vanilla--Well, both are pretty hilarious when you see me doing either. Those marimbas have a mind of their own and don't necessarily go where you want them to.
Helene--Noooo. Garry Meier made that funny. I thought of you immediately.
Chuck--There is no antidote for the Russian singing guy. You just have to embrace the wackiness.
Grace--Thank you, Grace. I like it too. The other pallies have no sense of humor.
Lauren--Doctors and nurses don't always get the sick sense of humor that gets us through difficult times. I remember holding my dead cat--all 18 pounds of her--and cracking up when they told me I could take her home to bury her. Really?! It was 3 days after Christmas--in CHICAGO. Where was I gonna dig??!
Nancy--She laughed when she realized how silly it sounded. And how small that room was--literally 5 feet wide and about 12 feet long. It's a really, really SMALL office. She did tell me I could start down the hallway if I needed to. I don't think they know how to take us wacky patients.
Beaded Tail--You don't like my YouTube links?? But they are fun to show your husband and friends and stuff. I tell Joe I'm "keeping him hip". Just think of it that way and click away.
Diana--Shhhh. Don't tell her how much I want her to do colorguard in college. We are going to ISU on Monday. Keep your fingers crossed. I can't afford UI.
Ann--You CHICKEN!!
Silverthoughts--See, I think they like people who are fun at the doctor's office. I mean, you always get these people griping about what hurts. Sheesh. My toe is sorta doing its own thing--look at the post on Sept 6.
Propel that marimba!
You must be the best damn marimba propeller EVER.
Or no one else will do it...
We were at a marching contest yesterday too! The temps were hovering around 85 when we got there, but just after the final round began, a front moved through, whipping up some winds and dropping the temperature about 15 degrees!
In the end, it was still a fun day. I love hearing all those bands!
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