Conversing With The Cashier

[Zen]

Zen, the epee is a fencing weapon with a triangle-shaped blade

There, now you know.

But I already knew...

But then again, I don't fence but I know what an epee is.

I looked it up

[MomOnBike]

But, but, but you said you didn't know. (sobs uncontrollably)

Actually I was just showing off.

[Zen]

You can't help it. It's a side effect of bursting with pride

[MomOnBike]

Of course. I build fencing into every conversation, anymore. It's just one of the unanticipated perils of motherhood, I suppose.

[GLC1968]

Of course. I build fencing into every conversation, anymore. It's just one of the unanticipated perils of motherhood, I suppose.

See, and I hear the word 'fencing' and immedately think of t-posts, cattle panels and electrified wire! Again...different worlds. That doesn't make it a bad thing, right?

[BleeckerSt_Girl]

Of course. I build fencing into every conversation, anymore. It's just one of the unanticipated perils of motherhood, I suppose.

Fencing....is that like exercise?

[Zen]

Getting out of bed in the morning is like exercise with my tight joints.

[MomOnBike]

As I was growing up, fencing involved "bob wahr," 6-foot steel posts and rides in the trailer behind the tractor. And a great deal of salty language.

Now, thanks to Younger Daughter, fencing involves weapons, masks and plane tickets. And a certain amount of strong language.

Different worlds, indeed. I have a foot in each, and sometimes feel as though I'm being ripped in half. I wouldn't trade it, though.