dumbness and weekend trip
Nov. 14th, 2003 08:21 pmMy dad dropped by this evening and handed me a set of keys. They had decided, completely out of the blue and unrequested, to loan us their car for our little weekend trip. So we'll be cruisin' out of town tomorrow in a 2001 Cadillac. Our Oldsmobile is a nice traveling car, but seriously, it just can't compete with the Caddy. So that's pretty fun, although we will spend more in gas for the thing, and the expensive gas, at that. Roomy, though! My parents are swell.
That's one of two things I was going to mention, actually. I've been using the strangest old-fashioned slang lately. M still bursts into giggles because of my "Awww, shucks," the other night. I also said "horse feathers!" earlier today. The other thing is that I am really really dumb this week. If I say something stupid, please be kind and overlook it. I think my brain has been focusing on the details of writing instead of common sense. I used to have no common sense, btw, but I... hmm. This is a good theory, actually, though it just started spilling out when I mentioned this without any warning or thought in advance. See, I've developed common sense from the last five years with M. He has oodles of common sense. He is bloody annoying with all this common sense spilling out all over the place. Now, as a rule, I'm fairly sensible most of the time, but I guess it's not something I come by naturally. So like flying beds that disappear when I stop concentrating on them (*wink*) I seem to have lost my common sense this week since I haven't been concentrating on it. I guess. All I know is that I say stupid stuff and I've been so embarrassed over my dumbness lately. Not to be overly immodest, but I don't tend to be that way. I'm used to being right or not getting into it at all, so this is painful for me. ;)
Case in point:
K: It's funny they call them mandos, because there isn't an.. oh phooey+, nevermind. *major blushing* (+Notice more odd wordage.)
M: What? Tell me!
K: I was going to say that there was no "o" in "mandolin" but I guess there is.
Did I mention that I came in second/third in a spelling bee in sixth grade? I lost to two eight-graders, who ended up tying. I write about mandolins relatively often, since that's M's big hobby. I KNOW that there's an o in it, and even if there weren't, it still wouldn't be funny that they call them mandos, it would just be dumb. Of course, M gallantly claimed that it wasn't because I couldn't spell, but because I'm from Kentucky. They're NOT mandolins here, they're manlins. :) He's right, though that's not why I was dumb, that just popped out naturally. That IS how people say it here, though. :) The Kentucky accent is particular and interesting , actually. It's not exactly Southern.. anyway, I'm not going into that right now. This entry is freakin' long (I've written the rest of it already, so I know these things.)
In honor of our little trip, I think I'll tell a story from one of our previous trips to Gatlinburg. If this pops into my head at the right moment, I can still laugh myself silly over it, but the hilarity might be lost here. I don't know. ( Read more... )
I don't know if I'll be posting anything else before we get back, but it seems doubtful. Have a great weekend, ya'll. :)
That's one of two things I was going to mention, actually. I've been using the strangest old-fashioned slang lately. M still bursts into giggles because of my "Awww, shucks," the other night. I also said "horse feathers!" earlier today. The other thing is that I am really really dumb this week. If I say something stupid, please be kind and overlook it. I think my brain has been focusing on the details of writing instead of common sense. I used to have no common sense, btw, but I... hmm. This is a good theory, actually, though it just started spilling out when I mentioned this without any warning or thought in advance. See, I've developed common sense from the last five years with M. He has oodles of common sense. He is bloody annoying with all this common sense spilling out all over the place. Now, as a rule, I'm fairly sensible most of the time, but I guess it's not something I come by naturally. So like flying beds that disappear when I stop concentrating on them (*wink*) I seem to have lost my common sense this week since I haven't been concentrating on it. I guess. All I know is that I say stupid stuff and I've been so embarrassed over my dumbness lately. Not to be overly immodest, but I don't tend to be that way. I'm used to being right or not getting into it at all, so this is painful for me. ;)
Case in point:
K: It's funny they call them mandos, because there isn't an.. oh phooey+, nevermind. *major blushing* (+Notice more odd wordage.)
M: What? Tell me!
K: I was going to say that there was no "o" in "mandolin" but I guess there is.
Did I mention that I came in second/third in a spelling bee in sixth grade? I lost to two eight-graders, who ended up tying. I write about mandolins relatively often, since that's M's big hobby. I KNOW that there's an o in it, and even if there weren't, it still wouldn't be funny that they call them mandos, it would just be dumb. Of course, M gallantly claimed that it wasn't because I couldn't spell, but because I'm from Kentucky. They're NOT mandolins here, they're manlins. :) He's right, though that's not why I was dumb, that just popped out naturally. That IS how people say it here, though. :) The Kentucky accent is particular and interesting , actually. It's not exactly Southern.. anyway, I'm not going into that right now. This entry is freakin' long (I've written the rest of it already, so I know these things.)
In honor of our little trip, I think I'll tell a story from one of our previous trips to Gatlinburg. If this pops into my head at the right moment, I can still laugh myself silly over it, but the hilarity might be lost here. I don't know. ( Read more... )
I don't know if I'll be posting anything else before we get back, but it seems doubtful. Have a great weekend, ya'll. :)