Tiny Titan

Damn.  When I really am in full-on avoidance, I don't post worth a shit.  I'm two weeks away from unemployment with no new job on the horizon.  My stress level is thru the roof and I'm no longer sleeping.

But I've lost ten pounds since January between WW & my C25K workouts at the Y.  PLUS...in the ultimate irony....I somehow managed to be selected as the Fitness Facility Tracking Winner for my company for the month of January and scored a $100 VISA gift card. I plan to spend it foolishly.

Yesterday I went to pick up the Tiny Titan from school and head down to Hebrew School.  The drive usually takes between 15-20 minutes depending on the traffic.  I use the time to ask him about his day, what he liked, how much homework he has, etc.  Here's a recap of part of our chat:

Me - How was your day?

TT - Fine.  Jeremy had his lungs taken out, so he wasn't in school today.

Me - His WHAT??  HIS LUNGS??!!??

TT - Yeah, his lungs.  Why, is that bad??

Me - HIS LUNGS??!!??  Are you sure about that??

TT - Yeah, his lungs.

At this point, I'm almost crashing my car from the disbelief and laughter because there is no way that Jeremy had his lungs removed.  At the red light, I swivel around in my seat and ask again, "HIS LUNGS?????"

To which the TT points to HIS THROAT and says, "Yeah.  His lungs."


I now realize that he means "TONSILS" and then explain the difference to TT.  His response?

TT - I didn't know that I have tonsils.  All I know is that I've got nuts and a butt.


And that pretty much sums up any man I know.

Good night folks, I'll be here all week.  Don't forget to tip your servers.