Top Ten Good Things About How Hard Albuterol Makes Jo Shake
10. I don't need a battery powered toothbrush, because I shake so hard when I'm brushing my teeth, it's practically like having one!
9. I don't have to work that hard making cinnamon toast, because shaking the cinnamon/sugar mix on is a breeze! I don't even have to shake the bottle!!
8. I can do the shimmy without even trying!!
7. Need to draw squiggly lines? Jo's your gal!!
6. Vibrator. Don't need.
5. No need for a motorized tiller in the garden. Just give Jo a gardening fork, and and let her rip!!
4. Give her a cranky baby, and she'll jiggle that sucker to sleep in no time!
3. Don't need a sprinkler. Just hand Jo the water hose and let her go!!
2. One word. Maracas!!
... and the number one good thing about how hard Albuterol makes Jo shake?
"Watch her wiggle
See her jiggle
Bouncing ta-ta's
Jo's got the shakes again!!!" **
And just for an extra bonus laugh, I took the kids to Dairy Queen yesterday after my doctor's appointment to get us all some Artic Blasts, which are really just slushies. Anyhow, I went to the drive-thru, because no way did I feel like getting out of the car and walking in! So, I drove up to the intercom thingie, place my order, and wait for the gal to tell me how much it is. But she can't do that, no, she has to offer me something more, right?
This is where my hearing glitch kicks in. It's hard for me to understand the drive thru intercoms anyway, but most of the time, I figure it out. However, yesterday, my glitch decided to give me an extra entertaining session in the drive-thru.
"Would you like to knit me some argyle socks?"
Blink. Blink. "Er... what was that again?" I said, knowing there was no way in hell she even remotely could have said that!
"Would you like... to knit me... some argyle socks?" she says more slowly.
Blink. Blink. Okay, I KNOW she didn't actually say that. There is simply no way she could have said that. And really, I just... didn't want to ask her again, because I knew I'd hear the same thing again, so I decided to err on the side of caution and said, "Um... no."
"Okay, your total is $5.81, please drive up to the window to pay."
I turned to look at the Impertinent Daughter, who was riding shotgun, and said, "Could you understand what she was saying?"
"No, not really," she said, then grinned knowingly at me, recognizing the signs. "Okay, Mom, what did you hear?"
I told her and she burst out laughing, and we spent a good few minutes trying to decipher it with out any real success. Thus, by the time we drove up to the window, we were semi-hysterical. When the server came to the window, I managed to wheeze out, "What the heck were you asking me over the intercom after I placed my order?"
She blinked and said, "Um, I wasn't taking the orders, Ma'am. But... I can ask." She looked over at the blonde teenager wearing the headset dubiously, then said, "Might not do any good, though."
"That's okay, it's more fun for us to try to figure out anyway," I said, paying her and accepting our slushies.
"Why, what'd you think she said?"
I told her, and she nearly dropped my cup. I have a feeling Miss Ditzy Blonde is going to have a hard time living that one down.
When I told the Husbandly One about it later, he laughed, but as I thought about it, I realized she was probably asking something like, "Would you like to order any more with that?" or "Would you like some extra snacks?" But it doesn't quite fit.
Oh well, I may never know!! File that one away with the man in the grocery store that I could have sworn said, "Beat me, Daddy, I slobbed the knob." And no, he didn't really say that, because (1) he was saying it to his wife while holding his little daughter on his hip, and (2) I was reading his lips, and his mouth didn't match his words, but I was so stunned by what it sounded like, that I just... couldn't get past it!!
** For those of you who don't know, back in the 80's, Jello brand gelatin had a commercial jingle with the lyrics, "Watch it wiggle/See it jiggle/Cool and fruity/Jello Brand Gelatin..."
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