Dad and Ros went to Florida a few years back, and we visited them while they were there. My husband, my brother and I.
By midweek my people were getting idle (and we don't idle well, a carburetor issue I suspect). So we jumped in the truck and drove to Montgomery, Alabama, to visit Hank Williams' museum and grave. Yup.
Here is a sampling:
-Christoper Columbus never asked for directions, neither will I.
-Whatever you are wearing looks fine...really.
-Men only see 16 colours; peach is a fruit and we have no idea what mauve is.
-A headache that lasts 17 months is a problem...see your doctor.
Good for a chuckle, but also good to know how the other half thinks.
Speaking of the other half, I recently acquired a new great expression from my brother-in-law.
My brother-in-law has been having some problems with his ears lately, which has been affecting his balance. I was talking to him on the phone the other day and he said that he was "half a bubble off plumb". I grinned from ear to ear.
Ooooh yeeeeah. That's write-it-down worthy.
Certainly a great expression for balance issues, but an even greater one for life-in-general issues. A brilliant metaphor.
Half a bubble off plumb.
But, really...what odds! Does it matter at the end of the day if we are, metaphorically speaking, 'half a bubble off plumb'? Worse case scenario, whatever you build may be a bit crooked. But, to quote my father-in-law, "you won't notice that going down the road at 60 mph"! Attitude!
As long as we are sticking with the metaphor, my thinking is that, in fact, it doesn't really matter. Most of us are a half bubble off plumb, just mucking through, trying to build stuff that doesn't fall apart. And that's not so bad really.
Now, if you happen to be building airplanes, literally....plumb is good!