A MEME for Your Reading Pleasure

I stole this meme off Maria's Page...

The Numbers Meme

Ten Favorites.
1) Favorite color: Royal Blue
2) Favorite food: Probably pizza, especially Broadway Cafe pizza.
3) Favorite song: Currently... "Diamonds and Coal" by Incubus
4) Favorite movie: Hoosiers
5) Favorite sport: To watch, college basketball, Duke college basketball to be more precise. To play, basketball. So to sum it all up, basketball.
6) Favorite season: Fall, starts to cool down, time to dress in layers, the leaves change, ahh, its awesome.
7) Favorite day of the week: Hmmm... Fridays are good because you know the weekend is right around the corner.
8) Favorite ice cream: Rocky Road
9) Favorite time of day: Dusk, starts too cool down but still light enough to do stuff outside for a bit longer.
10) Favorite month:March... two words... MARCH MADNESS!!!!

Nine Lasts:
1) Last cigarette: Never
2) Last drink: Two weekends ago, had some Schmirnoff thing...
3) Last car ride: About an hour ago when I got home from practice.
4) Last kiss: Wednesday afternoon.
5) Last movie seen: Land of Women
6) Last DVD: Land of Women
7) Last Phone Call: Kneebo
8) Last CD Played: Jack Johnson, what happens to be in the Jeep's cd player.
9) Last Dance: Last March at a wedding.

Eight currents.
1) Current mood: Sleepy, I had a long day.
2) Current taste: Anything covered in dog hair, oh wait, that just happens like it or not...
3) Current clothes: Snowman flannel pants, new slippers, work hoodie, new socks.
4) Current desktop: Duke Basketball.
5) Current toenail color: Clear.
6) Current time: 9:17 pm
7) Current Surroundings: Sitting on my couch, the Pup is chewing on his rawhide bone, and Dirty Jobs with Mike Rowe is on in the background.
8) Current Thoughts: I get to sleep in tomorrow! Yay!

Seven Firsts.
1) First Best Friend: Nanci, met her in 2nd grade, moved in 5th grade.
2) First Kiss: Frosh year of college.
3) First Screen Name: WooferBox
4) First Pet: Buster, my first dog, he was great. My dad found him on the street and brought him home when I was five.
5) First Piercing: My cartilage on my left ear, my senior year of high school.
6) First Crush: Caleb
7) First Cd: Some compilation thing that had the song, "Hooked on a Feeling" ooga chaka ooga chaka...

Six have-you-evers.
1) Have you ever dated one of your guy/girlfriends? No
2) Have you ever broken the law? Got a misdemeanor for swimming in a watershed area.
3) Have you ever been arrested? Nope.
4) Have you ever skinny dipped? Nope, can't say that I have.
5) Have you ever been on TV? I think I was on the news for basketball in high school.
6) Have you ever kissed someone you didn't know? Nope. I'm boring like that.

FIVE THINGS.
1) Thing you are wearing: My new slippers.
2) Things you've done today: Got up early and had to be the secretary for the PT desk, it was horrible. Then had basketball practice.
3) Things you can hear right now: A Braun Pulsonic commercial.
4) Things you can't live without: Air, food, roof over my head, having The Pup makes things a lot better.
5) Things you do when you are bored: Watch TV, read.

Four places you have been today.
1) PT Office
2) Civic Center
3) Albertsons
4) Home

Three people you can tell anything to:
1) Kneebo
2) Kels
3) The Pup

Two choices:
1) Black or White? Black or white what? It totally depends on what it is...
2) Hot or Cold? I'd rather be cold that hot. If you are hot you can never take enough off, if you are cold you can always put more on.

One thing you want to do before you die? Skydive.

Greg Bub, Nick Bub, and Cam Bub

When I first graduated from college I got a job teaching PE at a pretty good sized Christian School in California. I was hired to teach Kindergarten through 2nd grade PE. It was only three days a week but it was the worst job I ever had. I learned that I am not cut out for working with kids that age. I wanted to shoot myself in the foot about half way through the year. I had had ENOUGH. I am still tainted to this day. I can only be around kids that age for about five minutes before I get a nervous tic. One of the upsides to the job was I got to run around and play every day, the other upside was Greg. Greg was a kindergartner in the "special class." Greg's classmates were, for lack of a better word, insane. Greg was a diagnosed mute. He would not talk to adults. His teacher warned me of this, and told me if I needed an answer from him for some reason to go through Nick, his buddy who would talk for him. The first day of class, Greg growled at me. Not a mean growl, just kind of a friendly RAWR.

I treated him like the rest of the kids. When he was a little punk, he got time out, when he was good, I let him know it. I started calling him Greg Bub and I called Nick, Nick Bub. I'm not real sure where that came from, but when I would call him that he would grin and give me a rawr. One day after Christmas break, I was handing out frisbees to groups of two. Greg and Nick came up and I asked them what color frisbee they wanted. Greg looked right at me and said, "Blue! Blue!" I handed him a blue frisbee, and they went on their merry way. I never made a big deal of Greg talking to me, but from that day on we would have conversations. He started calling me Cam Bub.

I got to meet his mom towards the end of the year at Field Day. She went on to tell me that I was one of the 7 adults in Greg's life that he talked to. All we could figure is that I was probably in the most "non-threatening" environment at school and all we did was play. I look pretty young for my age so that could have been part of it. Greg's teacher ended up asking me if I would give him his end of the year oral test. He was a very smart kid. He just didn't want to talk. He must have had some amazing willpower to not talk to his teacher all year long, not one word.

ACL is a Four Letter Word

Wrestling is a weird sport. Just because you are strong doesn't mean you are good at it. One of the kids at my school is just so strong for his size, but this is his first year wrestling. He gets pinned probably 1 out of 3 times. He finally got a pin today, it was pretty cool. Anyway, I digress... ACL, if you are an athlete of any level, you do not want to hear that abbreviation. It means surgery, holes drilled in the bones of your knee, painful recovery, painful rehab, and the end of your present season. And if you happen to play more than one sport, possibly the end of your next sport's season as well. I tore my ACL my senior year of high school and to a point I am glad it happened because it really helps with my job. When I have to tell a kid he probably tore his ACL, I can sympathize with him as well as prepare him for what is coming up with surgery and rehab, etc. I had to tell a kid he tore his ACL this weekend. When he described hearing and feeling the "POP" that comes with a torn ACL my knee instantly hurts and I feel slightly queasy. I explained what he needed to do for the rest of the weekend and that he needed to get in touch with an orthopaedic surgeon come Monday. I know he was trying very hard not to cry in front of me. I felt for him, I really did. The rest of the weekend was mostly uneventful. A gash over an eyebrow, a possible broken wrist, a bum hip, bumps and bruises and bloody noses...all a part of the wrestling experience. I am glad that my job of covering wrestling tournaments is pretty much over for the year. To end on a good note, my boys did get 2nd place in the tourney. Oh, and Duke won! It ended up a good day.

Ah... High School Kids...

So I am an athletic trainer at a local high school. It is a small school, about 200 kids. I am there every afternoon for practices and games. Right now it is basketball and wrestling season. If you haven't picked up on it, I am a huge basketball fan. I used to coach where I lived before. The chick that is coaching the C Squad (freshmen) team has never coached before, so i offered to come over and help a little. It is fun because there is only nine of them, so I get to play when we scrimmage. Anyway, we were working on an in-bounds play and one of the freshman shot me a sarcastic comment so I called her a crack smoker, completely kidding. She got all bent out of whack, it was really quite funny. So then today the coach couldn't be there so I offered to run them through their pre game practice. Crack smoker girl had all sorts of attitude towards me today. And the fact that we had demoted from her beloved point guard position a few days before was not helping her attitude. I so wanted to just tell her to shut her pie hole, but I'm not supposed to say such things, so I held my tongue. High school kids, gotta love em.

Garbage on the Ground and the Pup's Birthday

Today is the pup's birthday. He turned 2. Grandma (my mom) sent him some presents. He got some rawhide bones and a hoodie. Yeah, I know, dog clothes are a bit over the top, but it gets cold where I live, and I'll make him wear it when it is below zero so he can stay warm while I traipse around like the Nanook of the North in my snow pants and parka.

I got to go snowboarding today. It was ok conditions, only about half of the resort was open. As I was riding up the chairlift and I noticed all the garbage that people just drop on the clean, white snow. I mean seriously, there are trash cans at the bottom of the chair lift and at the top so its not like you would even have to haul your garbage down the hill with you, just get to the top and throw it away. Goodness! Besides the trash, it was a good day. I bit it a couple times pretty hard, but survived. I am a little sore from the first day out, but it will get better from here on out. I will sleep good tonight, I can guarantee that! Alrighty then, I hope everyone out there had a fabulicious weekend!