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Was surprised to come across the highlighted line in the book I'm reading:



The author, in 1997, chose those two names at random for these particular characters (who are never mentioned again). My daughter's names (one of which we chose at random, one of which she inherited). It's just so weird. I'm wondering now if I read this book, some time before December 2001, and then remembered it subconsciously after I got pregnant, and...but no, I know that didn't happen. (This book is kind of dumb, frankly. Memorably dumb.)

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Here are the lines Phoebe wrote in her "journal" at church last weekend (asking me to spell each word, of course):

Turtle on the loose
Top secret cat diary
Donkey Kong is amazing and awesome

Then I told her I couldn't spell any more because it was time to listen to the priest.

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At a former job, Chris got to write a personal bio for his company's web page. He included the line: "My lovely wife, Krista, teaches kung fu to senior citizens in her spare time." One day I got a phone call. "Is this Krista?" Yes it is. "Hi, I'm so-and-so from the David Letterman show. We're looking for people with unusual jobs...we understand that you teach kung fu to senior citizens?" Wish I'd had the presence of mind to play along...I could've been on Letterman! Alas, honesty ruled the day. In the sense that I truthfully told the woman that my husband was a liar.

Never a dull moment, I tell you.

Comments

Chris said…
It wasn't teaching kung-fu to senior citizens dear, it was breakdancing. Don't you remember your own class? I still think you should have run with it...you could have been on tv.
Chris said…
And it wasn't Letterman, it was Jay Leno. You're not going senile on me, are you?
Karen said…
I thought that it was breakdancing too. I always have to laugh when I think of that bio! I agree with Chris. You should have said "Yes!"
aimee said…
Aw, I am not that impressed now. Letterman impresses me much more than Leno.

Hilarious!
Chris said…
Personally, I'd have preferred Conan O'Brien...he's the man. But his show would have had the good sense to realize it was all a joke in the first place.
Krista said…
Breakdancing/kung fu...Leno/Letterman...what's the difference really?

I do remember exactly what I was doing when I got that phone call -- I was setting up the bassinet for Mallory. I was 8 months pregnant and we'd had our baby shower the day before. Awww.

I remember the important things.

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