Another Profound Weekend

This might become a regular series – our weekend conversations are deteriorating by the minute.

I’ve recently started running again and my right ankle and hip have been giving me trouble. As I was lying on the floor, trying to remember the exercises my former physical therapist taught me, I mentioned how cool it would be if D was a physical therapist. Free therapy and adjustments for life!

He looked up from his magazine and without missing a beat, said, “It would be even cooler if you were a hooker for free.”

  1. Katie

    June 25, 2007 at 3:03 pm

    So, what is it that would be different if you were a hooker? The tight pants and ciggies?

    I guess nothing, considering my daily getup resembles Sandy’s outfit at the end of Grease. :)

  2. BOSSY

    June 25, 2007 at 3:55 pm

    Hooker. Such an interesting word. Bossy is trying to connect the visual with the job title but can’t make the link.

  3. Maya

    June 25, 2007 at 4:40 pm

    I love the word hooker…especially when combined with “dirty pirate”. Bethany – I’m 27 and my hips are also falling apart. I don’t know why…but apparently this is The Year That Your body Rebels. However I suppose if you become a hooker, the hip issues either resolve themselves via ‘work’ or become exponetially worse.

  4. annie

    June 25, 2007 at 5:43 pm

    Ha. That story made me laugh. Out loud. I love your blog, by the way. You bring a joyful light to my day.

    Re: hip pain – I had 80 year old hips in the beginning of my pregnancy. It was UN REAL. Anyway, I found that sleeping on a wedge worked. a little. food for thought.

  5. Angella

    June 25, 2007 at 7:17 pm

    Classic male response. Made me laugh :)

  6. Kaydee

    June 25, 2007 at 8:48 pm

    Very witty. Made me laugh out loud. =)

  7. Nancy R

    July 6, 2007 at 1:27 pm

    Such sweet, loving, sweetness. HA!