Five intensive weeks of Anatomy & Physiology are finally over! Huzzah, I pulled an A!
To celebrate, Pnut and I headed to Findlay, Ohio (what, not your idea of a party town? pshaw.) to meet up with my dad’s side of the family. Eight hours each way in the car, as usual, resulted in some very bizarre conversation. Here are my favorites…
(On the way to Ohio)
topo: (singing) On top of spaghetti, all covered in cheese… I lost my poor meatball when somebody sneezed… It rolled off the table and onto the floor, and then my poor meatball rolled out of the door…
pnut: Stop it topo! Oh, please stop singing! It makes me so sad!
topo: Uh, it’s not a sad song.
pnut: Yes it is, it’s a horrid and terrible sad song! The saddest song ever!
topo: Uh, it’s about spaghetti and meatballs.
pnut: I know, but the poor kid doesn’t get to eat his meatball.
topo: Riiiiggghht. That would make you sad, wouldn’t it?
(On the way back from Ohio)
topo: (singing) … spagheeeeeeeeettttiiiii….
Pnut: nooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!
topo: (singing quietly) …cheeeeeese…..
Pnut: Poor, poor little meatball!
topo: Babe, I think maybe the guy gets to eat the meatball at the end. Just because it fell on the floor doesn’t mean he didn’t eat it… maybe he picks it up off the floor and just pops it in his mouth.
Pnut: I hope so! That’s what I would do!
topo: I know.
And then I felt really bad for making my husband so sad, so I looked up the end of the song online. And it made Pnut’s entire day that indeed, the kid gets to eat his tasty if slightly mushy meatball… PLUS he gets a meatball tree in his back yard.
Anyone want to take a roadtrip with us? Lyrics to the song can be found here.
