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Overheard
Pastor Fixit: "Here's a Lent calendar for you."
The White Sheep: "Is it going to be depressing?"
Pastor Fixit: "Yeah. He still dies in the end."
Kidlet, looking at mirror on floor: "Oh, look! A door into another dimension!"
Choirmaster: "Where can I stick the handbells?"
At a restaurant: a waitress, with both hands full, kicks a dropped knife across a tile floor. Imagine the sound.
Me: "Why'd you make so many different kinds of Christmas cookies?"
The White Sheep: "I thought I'd stop after one, and then I thought, hey, I'm already butt-deep in flour."
At choir: "I first put on a choir robe when I was fourteen. I have no Sunday clothes."
Kidlet: "You'll get home just in time to do homework."
Friend: "Oh, no. I hope I drop dead. No, wait. I hope I drop asleep."
Kidlet invents a word: idiosyncronym. (They were actually trying to say analogy, but we decided that an idiosyncronym is a word that has meaning only to you.)
I buy the spouse a pair of those fingerless gloves with the attached mitten-like cover that you can flip over your fingers. He says: "I love these things. You just flip the top back and you can use your fingers. I think this is how it must feel to be a cat."
Me: "Wonder who put the 'grim' in 'pilgrim'?"
Spouse: "I think it was Nathaniel Hawthorne."
Spouse: "I need more crackers. I can't grade this paper without crackers."
At the church office: "And I look at the volunteer board and there's dead people on it."
At the coffee shop: "We broke all these cups. It was like the Great Cup Massacre of 2007."
Me: "You're very silly."
Kidlet: "I can't help it. It's my heritage."
At the coffee shop:
"Elephants are awful."
"Elephants are obtrusive and big."
"This is different. This was written by an old dude."
Guess I should introduce the White Sheep next. She's the Christian Education director: A nice young woman who's apparently from a very naughty family. Her conversation is peppered with phrases like "my mother's fifth husband ..." and "the last time I talked to my sister when she was sober ..."
edited 2020 to retroactively correct the kidlet's gender pronouns
The White Sheep: "Is it going to be depressing?"
Pastor Fixit: "Yeah. He still dies in the end."
Kidlet, looking at mirror on floor: "Oh, look! A door into another dimension!"
Choirmaster: "Where can I stick the handbells?"
At a restaurant: a waitress, with both hands full, kicks a dropped knife across a tile floor. Imagine the sound.
Me: "Why'd you make so many different kinds of Christmas cookies?"
The White Sheep: "I thought I'd stop after one, and then I thought, hey, I'm already butt-deep in flour."
At choir: "I first put on a choir robe when I was fourteen. I have no Sunday clothes."
Kidlet: "You'll get home just in time to do homework."
Friend: "Oh, no. I hope I drop dead. No, wait. I hope I drop asleep."
Kidlet invents a word: idiosyncronym. (They were actually trying to say analogy, but we decided that an idiosyncronym is a word that has meaning only to you.)
I buy the spouse a pair of those fingerless gloves with the attached mitten-like cover that you can flip over your fingers. He says: "I love these things. You just flip the top back and you can use your fingers. I think this is how it must feel to be a cat."
Me: "Wonder who put the 'grim' in 'pilgrim'?"
Spouse: "I think it was Nathaniel Hawthorne."
Spouse: "I need more crackers. I can't grade this paper without crackers."
At the church office: "And I look at the volunteer board and there's dead people on it."
At the coffee shop: "We broke all these cups. It was like the Great Cup Massacre of 2007."
Me: "You're very silly."
Kidlet: "I can't help it. It's my heritage."
At the coffee shop:
"Elephants are awful."
"Elephants are obtrusive and big."
"This is different. This was written by an old dude."
Guess I should introduce the White Sheep next. She's the Christian Education director: A nice young woman who's apparently from a very naughty family. Her conversation is peppered with phrases like "my mother's fifth husband ..." and "the last time I talked to my sister when she was sober ..."
edited 2020 to retroactively correct the kidlet's gender pronouns
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I work in a presbyterian church too, though admittedly I teach preschool, so less church staff, more the church writes my pay checks - but the behind the scenes debacles and comments I run across are always a hoot
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I buy the spouse a pair of those fingerless gloves with the attached mitten-like cover that you can flip over your fingers. He says: "I love these things. You just flip the top back and you can use your fingers. I think this is how it must feel to be a cat."
This one made me laugh out loud!
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Heeee!
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Laurie
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Spouse: "I think it was Nathaniel Hawthorne."
HA!!! This made me snort into my breakfast.
Love these posts!
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Amazing. best new word I've heard for ages. Can I use it?
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This makes me want to get her a copy of On Writing and a blank notebook and tell her to start on scifi young. :D
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According to most Torchwood fanwriters, the more unreadable it is, the better.
Unicorn twins, huh? I like your kid's style.
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