November 25, 2007
Confession
Thanks to all my shopping over the past few days, my cold has decided it’s the perfect time to ramp it up. That means that it’s the perfect time to complete my meme duty as per Martial Development. I’m supposed to state three embarrassing personal confessions.
1. Day and Date Memory Lapses: Yesterday I woke up thinking it was Sunday because I thought that Friday was Saturday. Because of this, I completely forget to take Big I to karate class yesterday morning. It wasn’t even like I remembered in the morning though. I didn’t realize she had missed her class until Saturday night. I frequently screw up days around holidays, so you probably shouldn’t make any plans with me when Big I has days off from school. Come to think of it, I am usually not aware of the date or time (since I don’t wear a watch) so making plans with me is risky. Tomorrow is Tuesday right?
2. Sunday Plans: During football season, I usually spend my entire Sunday curled up on my couch with drinks, snacks and my lap-top so that I can constantly check on my fantasy football players and their performance. I often yell at players as if they can hear me. Lil C is getting really good at yelling at players too. This makes me quite proud.
3. Pronunciation: Because I don’t wish to share any more embarrassing flaws of my own, (and since I already told you about the Danger of Recorded Material which goes down in history as one of my most embarrassing experiences ever), here’s one of my sister’s which I will never let her forget. After the tsunami happened my sister called me. "Oh my God," she said, "Did you hear about that (word spelled as she pronounced it) "tut-som-ee"?" When I could catch my breath again, I asked her if she was referring to the tsunami and indeed she was referring to exactly that.
I’m supposed to tag people, so I hereby command the following people to tell all of their most embarrassing confessions. With the exception of one, I’m tagging all the fantasy football participants in my league called Smack Talkers Anonymous. May this meme serve to distract you from your line-up duties to deliver me a win and a bump up in the standings. . .
Adam
Papa Bradstein
Goon Squad Sarah
August Runner
Ikigai (if you don’t have a blog, you have to add yours in my comments)
Marcus Aurelius (ditto)
Jenn Maniacal
Da Mack Daddy
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Tagged again eh??
I guess it gives me something to write about tomorrow 🙂
I do the ‘forgetting what day it is’ thing too. It has good days and bad days, the good days are when you wake up on a Saturday but think it’s a Friday, and the bad days are vice-versa.
Get better soon 🙂
You mean there are people who don’t yell at the TV during football games? Huh. You learn something new every day.
I have several hundred of these types of moments (only a few are PG) here we go:
1. I have never been in trouble with the law but was deported from France when I was 22 for fighting on a train. Long story but I would have rather rotted in a French jail than call my father.
2. As a teenager I worked in a Sporting goods store. One day a man came in and I helped him find what he was looking for and we started to talk. He asked me where I went to high school and told him. He seemed like a great guy and told me he was a cop. He asked me if I knew any of the local cops and told him I knew a few and they were good guys. Feeling chatty I told him about this one cop however who was a major jerk who took pleasure in busting all of our keggers. I went into more detail of what loser this guy was and then I asked him if he knew this officer Black. He looked at me seriously and said, “I’m officer Black” That one was perhaps the most uncomfortable moment in my life.
3: In my series second play of my first college football game as a Freshman, I got an interception. I had flat coverage and there was nothing in front of me but the end zone. The ball hit me right in the hands and I got so excited I tripped over my own feet. My teammates never let me forget about that and still remind me from time to time what a klutz I am.
Here you go BBM. Rare bloopers in my karate reel.
1. This one time I was trying to perform a secret no-touch-knockout on a student. Unfortunately, I knocked out the person standing behind my intended target. My ki ball had accidentally gone right through the first target! I think the first guy may have had one of his big toes lifted, or his tongue on the roof of his mouth. That can mess it up. Boy was my face red.
2. Another time I was performing a modified Chinto kata with cartwheels and straddles at a tournament. My many many kiai were so fierce that they set off the gymnasium sprinkler system and six car alarms. My face was red after that one too (and wet).
Reow!
3. During one of my classes I decided to wear my camo belt instead of my black belt. What a mistake that was – none of the students could see me! We didn’t get a lot done that day I’ll tell you. And just for the record, my face was red but no one could tell.
Sometimes you just have to learn these life lessons the hard way.
Adam: Yes, I promise I’ll knock it off as soon as we’ve made it through November.
Becky: So I’m assuming we’re in the same boat then.
Chris: You crack me up. I did something very similar one time. When I was a teenager we were on vacation and there were these guys (probably mid to late 20’s) hanging out at the pool where I was hanging out with my family. They were cat calling and whistling at me and making me feel uncomfortable. My Dad was loading up our car at the time, so he wasn’t there to tell them to shut it. My Dad yelled that he was ready for my sister and I to leave. As I was walking to the parking lot, this older woman was walking towards me. The guys were yelling and hollering at me really loudly. I rolled my eyes at the woman and said, “What a bunch of jerks. Watch out.” She glared at me, stopped and said, “Those are my sons.” I wanted to disappear immediately and pretty much ran to the car. Of course, it doesn’t change the fact that they were still jerks.
Mr. M: I think I was the recipient of your ki ball in the first instance, and that totally explains the one class you taught where we could hear you but not see you. LOL. You crack me up.
Nah don’t knock it off, I need the writing material!
(and secretly I quite enjoy them but shhhh, don’t let on 😉 )
Oh SNAP. I’m on it. And geez, I can’t believe I keep forgetting to set my fantasy line up. What the devil is wrong with me!?!?
In my other league I saw that I had Jason Campbell starting over Peyton. Of course the week I realize this Peyton throws like 5 picks. ARGH!
BTW, Happy Belated Thanksgiving!
BBM, Your experience shouldn’t have been embarrassing–those guys were being jerks. Whistling at girls is so lame. That is why instead of whisteling, I just say “Hubba hubba” and wink…so much less dehumanizing!
MackDaddy, you still have a 500 record even when you don’t change your line-up. You’re good!