Last night I played in my 6x6 league for volleyball. One of the guys I play with is this awesome, sweet, funny guy who happens to be 37, and single (and never married). After our game, we stayed at the same court, and watched the other games in our league and drank beer. At one point a girl on one of the teams with very fake boobs (which did not move) put her drink on our table. She was probably around 35 and pretty cute. She struck up a conversation with G and he happily talked back. They were talking about DWIs. Great conversation to hit on each other with, but hey...to each his own. She went back out to the court and we all teased him, and told him to go for it!
About 15 minutes later, I looked over and thought aloud, "they just don't move!"
G looked at me and said straight faced, "Ours doesn't move much either." Wha?? My dirty little mind went into overdrive and I thought he was somehow talking about is umm, male apendige.
I responded with the ever clever, "Huh?" and he said, "our team, we just stand there."
Oh! "Haha! No I meant her boobs!! They don't move! You were looking right at her when I said it!!" This sent everyone into rolls of laughter.
The laughter made J wonder what was going on. "What's so funny. I totally missed something."
"I just said, 'They don't move.'"
This set J into fits of laughter too. "Ha, yeah her boobs don't move!"
J getting it so quickly sent us all into more tear jerking laughter. We were roaring for about 10 minutes about this girl's boobs and she had no idea!
Moments like that are why I love my friends.
I spoke to my grandmother yesterday. It was almost a normal conversation. I told her stories, she told me how wonderful I am (I LOVE how she does that!! Who wouldn't!!), I asked questions, she answered...And one of the things I love the most is that even though she has been totally out of it, it hasn't affected her vocabulary. I don't know why I thought it would, but you just don't expect a women who hasn't really spoken in two months and who has been as big of a mess as she has to use words like, "incognito" in just average conversation. And rather than saying yes, she says things like, "that would be wonderful." It gives me hope I guess to hear her say things like that. She's still not completely with us, but she is so much closer.
FINALLY, after I had said it about 10 times, my mother (who claimed the idea as her own, but we will ignore that) had the nurse's aid put her bridge back in. The bridge included her two front teeth. Think of how much your tongue hits those teeth when you talk. No wonder she was having a hard time speaking. My aunt (a PT) also said she hasn't really spoken or eaten much in the last two months. Her muscles are probably weakened and that is also affecting her speach. Amazing. It seems to be true so far. I am loathe to get hopeful, since she has bounced between coherancy and oblivion before, but it's hard not too when your grandmother responds to your saying, "I love you" with "I love you so much more than you will ever know."