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I have such a way with words

So, I learned an important lesson this week. Apparently, if someone is having surgery and you have taken off work to be there with them, you do not refer to it as the "long weekend". The above named person might not agree with that title, and may even feel a little offended.

I guess I should be more sensitive. It's just that I had surgery 4 months ago and have already replaced the actual events with a much more pleasant memory of how things went.

On a totally unrelated note, I met the neatest people today. Both were patients of mine in the clinic. The first was a beautiful 18-yr-old girl who recently won a local beauty pageant and will be competing for Miss Oklahoma in June. She also got added to the Guinness Book of World Records lately for doing the most turns wearing tap shoes. (Previous record was 16, her record was 36.)

The second was a 50-ish- year-old lady who was a contestant on the Price is Right several years ago before Bob Barker left. She not only got chosen as a contestant, but she won the whole showcase showdown. The only prizes she has left are two violins. She sold the car she won. Lucky lady got to live out my dream!!! And she has 4 kids... Some people have all the luck.

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  1. Those patients are so funny! What a great set of stories.

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  2. You must meet so many interesting people! I LOVE the old Price is Right with BB!!

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  3. I think we all have moments where what we said could hurt someones feelings but we don't mean to!

    You meet some neat people, what do you do? I never caught that.

    Thanks for your sweet comment about the crib bedding. I felt so weird buying it but I REALLY wanted it, I love you ladies, I don't feel so dumb anymore! :)

    babyparamore.blogspot.com

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  4. You're super sensitive compared to me! That should make you feel better!

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