Tuesday, November 15, 2016

You know you're not from around here when...

So a couple of weeks ago we were at my parents' with the fam and grandkids. After a rousing eternal, actually, game of Yahtzee, we were all sitting around chatting.  Some comments were made about my 13'ish-year-old nephew's hair and I mentioned it looked a lot like mine and we should swap hair tricks. More hair talk about this and that.  And then this exchange took place:

My sister:  There's this jazz player who has hair that all the kids are trying to copy these days.

Sean and I both:   Really?  A jazz player? That's so weird.  Had no idea the kids were into that...

A few more lines like occurred before my sister clarified it was a JAZZ player, from the basketball team. And everyone laughed at mine and Sean's mega-nerdiness and our identical brains going nowhere NEAR the sports team jazz but both immediately going to jazz the music. Imagining some super hip trumpet player or something.  HA. 
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Alanna said...

Yeah, I totally didn't get that they meant the basketball team until you explained it.

The other day I was playing a song from The Secret Garden for my husband and he says, "Oh, is that Mandy Patinkin?" and then he bemoaned the fact that his man-card was going to be taken away from him. We just don't really do sports...

11/23/16, 11:38 AM

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