It was raining, hard, and I was trying to figure out if I should really call in sick.
I felt like crap, but I had a deadline this am, and an interview this afternoon. Ick. But we got out of the house late, due mostly to my dawdling, so I decided to go by the store, get a goodie bag, with Jennifer for her secret pal on the v-ball team, and the coffee she wanted.
"So what are we going to tell 'em today?" said Jennifer, sipping her white choco mocha, with raspberry.
We've done dentists, really so many times, I think they are going to start checking her teeth, and so many docs appt. they might think she's going to chemo.
"How about allergist?"
Okaay, we' haven't used that one before . And "heck," I added, "that opens us up to an entire list of specialists."
I said this as we were heading in the front door, and unfortunately Jennifer started to giggle. Which got me going. So we are doubled over and I gasped out "allergist" to the puzzled student trying to write her a note.
I don't think he believed either one of us.
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