Me: The chicken nuggets are ready. Have at it.
Hubs: (walks into kitchen, puts nuggets on plate and stops in his tracks): Woman, I'm gonna have to teach you the proper condiments to serve with nuggets.
Me: I got the mustard, ketchup, spicy ketchup and BBQ sauce out, Your Holiness. What did I forget.
Hubs: It's NOT mustard and ketchup, woman. It's BBQ sauce and Honey Mustard.
Me: Wait. We have Honey Mustard? I didn't see that in there.
Hubs: That's because I was hiding it from you. I know how you are. I'd blink and the honey mustard would be gone. Much like the BBQ sauce is.
Me: I can't believe after all these years you don't trust me with the Honey Mustard. Who feeds you? Who scrubs your back in the shower? Who tends to the dogs and makes
sure they don't bother you while you're recovering from surgery? Who looks at your Harley and makes sure it's still shiny as all hell? Who, I ask you!?
Hubs: Don't be eyeballing my bike. And next time, it's 9 chicken nuggets - not 8. Dogs have to snack, too.
Me: Leave my presence and never return.
Sunday, November 13, 2016
Thursday, November 10, 2016
Insta-Gratification
Ok, this isn't as kinky as one might think :)
I love punksmitharmory on Instagram - he has the greatest comic book collection I've seen in a long time.
Check it out - Thor !!!
I love punksmitharmory on Instagram - he has the greatest comic book collection I've seen in a long time.
Check it out - Thor !!!
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Tuesday, November 8, 2016
Southern-ness 101 : They Law or They Lawd
I was born and raised in the south. That's not a bad thing. It doesn't mean I'm an uneducated hillbilly in overalls, barefoot and pregnant in the dirt floor kitchen grinding wheat for flour. However, we do have a colorful language that most people, those not raised here, understand.
I've decided to throw in some gems. Lynita may, as well. These are not specific to any race but are things that I've heard time and time again. Mostly when I was young, so bare with me. Definitions are relative because that's another thing we're good at down here, creating a whole other definition of a word no one else understood to begin with.
This is the first in my series of Southern-ness 101. If you like it, comment. If you have questions or suggestions, comment about that too. :)
I've decided to throw in some gems. Lynita may, as well. These are not specific to any race but are things that I've heard time and time again. Mostly when I was young, so bare with me. Definitions are relative because that's another thing we're good at down here, creating a whole other definition of a word no one else understood to begin with.
They Law or They Lawd: This is a phrase used when you are shocked by an incident. Similar to "I never".
Also has been heard as "laaaaaw" or "they laaaaw". The amount of a's and a-emphasis depends on how shocking the event was.
Used in a sentence: (To do this properly in a southern way, you must do this with a drawl and pronounce the name Loretta=lO-retta, police=pO-lees and garage=gare-aj.
Mama 1: Did you hear about Loretta?
Mama 2: Why, no! I sure didn't.
Mama 1: Lord, honey, she's done called the police on that nephew of hers for taking a rake out of her garage.
Mama 2: THEY LAAAW! She's done lost her mind. Now, that sweet baby just wanted to rake some leave; ain't nothing wrong with that.
This is the first in my series of Southern-ness 101. If you like it, comment. If you have questions or suggestions, comment about that too. :)
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