Sunday, August 14, 2011

Word of the day: extrapolate


Extrapolate: (v) to infer or estimate by projecting or extending known information.

I'm not even gonna lie, I'm feeling kind of old this week.

This week, I shipped my oldest two boys off to middle school, sent my daughter in to second grade, and registered my youngest son for Kindergarten.

This week, it hit me that I am the wife of our little town's rec league football coach (after being accosted by a well-meaning lady who grilled me about why my husband was putting her son on the offensive line, had I SEEN her son, he was not cut out for offensive line, and all I could think was how I hoped she didn't know that I barely knew what a first down was, let alone why my husband was putting her son on the offensive line [which he isn't]).

This week, I had to buy a jump drive for two of my kids to take to school and I didn't even know what a jump drive was (and according to a friend, my ignorance of that technology led me to purchase a jump drive with 32 times as much memory as I was supposed to buy).

This week - Saturday night, to be specific - I stood in the kitchen with my husband, staring intently at each other while we each sampled some of our oldest son's Jelly Belly jelly beans (he totally didn't know we were eating them, we STOLE them, it was awesome). We tasted and pondered and suggested what we thought the flavors might be like we were on Hell's Kitchen and Gordon Ramsay was standing somewhere waiting for us to get it right, shaking his head in disgust and calling us donkeys. The only ones we both knew immediately were the dark green ones (definitely watermelon) and the solid white ones (definitely coconut). We're thinking of starting a club, the Saturday Night Contraband Jelly Belly Jelly Bean Tasting Group. You know you want to join.

This week, I took my family to the fair and knew from last year's fair experience that I couldn't ride any of the rides because they give me migraines and vertigo. Seriously, how old am I?

So, now you know that kids need jump drives to go to school and that not all football coach's wives know what the heck a 47 sweep is (yeah...I just had to ask my husband to name a football play so please don't ask me what that is because to me that's how many times I've swept the kitchen this month in a feeble attempt to keep the dog hair tumbleweeds at bay).  

I guess I'm done now.

P.S. The word of the day has nothing to do with this blog post. I was just mentally wiped and typed the first word that came to mind. Why that word was extrapolate, I'll never know...


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