Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Ernst

Once again, in the act of of tickling each other until a war was contrived, Casey decided to make a gruesome face that looked just like Ernst. The wide mouth smile and squinty eyes with huge dimple wrinkles on either side of his smile. I commented of course. "Nice face, ERNST! Ernst goes to jail!" I should really stop trying to tickle him to death and just say stupid, mixed-up things because the laughter that ensues is ab ripling. "Oh, you mean ERNEST!" Whatever.

Xylophone vs Xiphoid

In the act of "tickling collarbones" Casey was trying to avoid my attack when incidently my very bony elbow pressed into is sternum. He yelped out in complaint against me, "Ow! You were right on my Cocyx bone!" I started laughing very hard because I knew that your cocyx bone was not located in the chest, reather, it was another name for your tailbone. So, naturally, I corrected him, "Idiot! That's not your cocyx! That's your Xylopoid Process!" Yet again, I accomplished the impossible feat of mixing one thing with another (yes, it's very hard you should try it sometime. Only the very most talented can pull it off). Of course he laughed and said, "Oh, you mean your Xiphoid?" Oh, sure. NOW he remembers the name. Cause I helped him out a little. Cocyx my A--. Literally:)

Sagittarius Muscle

Well, I SWEAR there's one called that. I thought it was a muscle in the calf to be exact. Well Casey, laughing heartily, informed me that it was NOT...and let me know I got it mixed up with the Zodiac sign. Don't know how THAT could have happened! Turns out what I was really thinking about was the Sagittal SUTURE that's on your skull...Weird. I could have sworn there was something like that in your leg...muscle-wise...So, anyways, stay tuned for my next idiotic moments!

Cupcakes, anyone?

On one of our many adventures, Emilee and I discovered a little place called Mini's Cupcakes-that was only a block away from our place of work! We also discovered that they had sandwhiches there. So, we took our longboards and headed over for a delicious lunch:)The man behind the counter, Job, loved us so much that he gave us each an extra cupcake with our meal. So we each had two cupcakes! I, of course, ate both of mine right then and there. But Emilee decided she needed to save hers. So she told me I should carry it on the ride back on our longboards because she thought she would drop it.

Well, we weren't two pumps from the little cafe before Emilee tripped off of her longboard pitching it backwards into my longboard, which made me trip forward to catch myself. All ended well except for the innocent cupcake in my hand that went flying thru the air and landed on it's top. We almost peed for how hard we were laughing. It was a very hilarious event. And sad...but she still ate the cupcake:)