Fatuity

Word of the Day
fatuity
Definition: (noun) Something that is utterly stupid or silly.
Synonyms: absurdity, fatuousness, silliness


I have a funny story to tell you. It was complete "fatuity." But it was funny. I'm over it enough now that I can share it.

We went to a RU women's basketball game last night, over in Radford. Our friend Corey is an assistant coach, and we like to go support him and the team when we can; plus it's good, free entertainment for the family since Corey gets us tickets. (Thank you, Corey!)

We decided to leave at half-time (even though I really hate doing that) because I was super-tired & needed to go to the store, and Dan still had some work to get done for school. Since Dan met me over at the game after work, we were in separate cars; so it was easier for us to split the kids up and go our separate ways--me to the store and Dan home. Dan took Nathan so he could put him in bed on time, I took Jeremy & Derek because it doesn't matter as much when they get in bed. Because all of the students are out of town for their break, there were not many people there, so Dan was able to park up near the building. I actually assumed Dan would park down in the parking lot, which is at a lower level from the building, so we could park near each other so I just parked down there. (I know all these details seem unimportant, but you'll see later how they all figure in) Okay, so at half-time we're walking out to the cars. Dan & Nathan head to the right, the rest of us head down the stairs to our car. I was carrying Derek, my purse, and a backpack with toys for the kids. Jeremy was walking next to me. We make it down about two steps before Jeremy gets in front of me just enough to trip me up. Derek starts to slip out of my hands; I move in some way to readjust & get him back up; my purse slips down my arm, and unfortunately I trip on it.

We all start to fall. In an effort to keep us from going forward, I think I pulled us back.

And I landed straight down HARD on my tailbone. I have never felt such instant pain before! The worst pain I've experienced is labor, & you know that's less of a shooting pain & more of a gradual increasing of pain until you feel like you're going to burst. Last night I instantly felt like I was going to burst. It was awful. (Okay, maybe when I had kidney stones, that was pretty bad too, but you have a way of forgetting past pain & thinking the pain you're in now is the worst ever)

Derek is crying for some reason, & I feel bad that I can't really help him because I just can't move at all, so I start yelling for Dan. Fortunately, since we left the game early & no students are in town, there really weren't many people there. I think there was one guy up near the doors of the building, but that was it. I'm aware of what idiots we looked like, & how I was making it worse by calling out for Dan, but I just couldn't move & I guess I was a little scared because of how much it hurt. There's 3 people on the ground, at least until Jeremy gets up; two of them are crying like little babies--though only one of them really is a baby.

So Dan finally gets over to us ... my hero. I don't think he really believed he was hearing me yell his name at first. Then when he finally did realize it, he came over--but not in a real hurry. Anyway, I know he must have rolled his eyes and wondered what in the world I had done now when he got over to us. Oh, and to make matters worse, Jeremy is laughing at me because I'm crying (I know, nice kid), & then Dan yells at him, has him sit down on the stairs. So now he's crying too (& louder than either of the other 2 of us), so we really do look like a strange bunch. But Dan took care of us, and asked if I was okay. Then he walked us down to my car, obviously because he didn't trust us to make it on our own. :) I'm limping at this point, & it hurts to sit down, but I get in the car & grit my teeth & make it home. You can forget about going to the store now!!

I'm feeling much better today. It still hurts, but not quite as much. I don't think I slept very well, but I'll survive. :)

So, I don't know why I wanted to share that silly story about myself, except as a friend pointed out to me yesterday (in a totally different context), it's easier to confess to strangers than to friends--and apparently it's easier to tell a silly story about yourself to people who didn't actually witness it. Despite your assurances that you did indeed look like a complete idiot, they are probably not imagining it as bad as it was. It was pretty embarrassing at the time, though.

Hope you had a good laugh at my expense. You learned a new word, anyway. :)

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