Dear Joan(ie),
After all those years of asking you which side my appendix is on, it finally sunk in. I aced this week's anatomy quiz.
Love,
Gail
There are some things my brain has just refused to remember. I'm pretty quick to grasp concepts, I'm fair at memorizing, and I can be quite the stickler for detail work, but occasionally something crosses my path that I simply can't remember. Up until this week, one of those things was which side my appendix is on. Fortunately, I knew where to get the information. For as far back as my memory reaches, I just asked Joanie.
It was the live version of the old joke, "My sister & I know everything; everything in the world. Just ask me anything."
"Oh ... my sister knows that."
Love,
Gail
There are some things my brain has just refused to remember. I'm pretty quick to grasp concepts, I'm fair at memorizing, and I can be quite the stickler for detail work, but occasionally something crosses my path that I simply can't remember. Up until this week, one of those things was which side my appendix is on. Fortunately, I knew where to get the information. For as far back as my memory reaches, I just asked Joanie.
It was the live version of the old joke, "My sister & I know everything; everything in the world. Just ask me anything."
"Oh ... my sister knows that."
posted by Gail | 8:00 PM
3 Comments:
Congratulations!!! Of course, you could have always just had it out and then any time you needed to know where it was, just look for the scar.
blogspot is lame. you should get myspace.
I appreciate the vote of confidence. (that Cass thinks it's blogspot not the blogger.)
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