So on Friday as we're hustling around getting ready for the follow up with the surgeon, Daughter gets a funny look on her face as she looks at her phone and curses.
"Mom, can you believe this? I'm here in the 60 degree desert and it snowed last night in Providence. It's a snow day at school! I could be having a snowball fight with my friends right now but nooooooooooo I'm headed for another f'in doctor's appointment for my damned knee. How do these things happen???"
Um, gee, maybe the universe made a decision and you weren't consulted?
I don't know.
Sheesh.
"Mom, can you believe this? I'm here in the 60 degree desert and it snowed last night in Providence. It's a snow day at school! I could be having a snowball fight with my friends right now but nooooooooooo I'm headed for another f'in doctor's appointment for my damned knee. How do these things happen???"
Um, gee, maybe the universe made a decision and you weren't consulted?
I don't know.
Sheesh.
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