Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Phrase of the Day

Today's phrase was, "I can't believe ..." but that's not all.

Here's how it started ...

I can't believe, I'm making myself go out and run in the pouring down torrential rain ... and why is that, you ask? Because I can't believe I signed up to run another endurance event ... and the one that I ran in the rain last year ... I must be an idiot. I can't believe I'm doing this again.

At 10AM, I met some friends for brunch ... I ordered a bacon, egg, and cheese panini ... this thing was a work of art ... as a matter of fact, 3 out of 4 of us ordered it. Just the other day, I saw the guy who wrote, Eat this, not that on TV and he said " ... eat bacon and eggs ... " Who am I to argue? Especially, when face to face with a delicious cheese laden panini, I completely ignored the "stay away from hot sandwiches part of his dissertation and focused on the egg and bacon part. I can't believe I ate the whole thing ... devoured would be more appropriate here.

Sometimes I can't believe how fortunate I am to be surrounded by such good friends (who don't judge my standards!).

A portion of our conversation (after the oohing and ahing over the panini) was centered around, "I can't believe our sons are in Kindergarten". Followed closely by "I can't believe that we've known each other for over 3 years now. It seems like just yesterday our boys were in the 2 year old class together." There were a few more "I can't believe's" relating to age of their other children but thankfully, no "I can't believe's" about our ages ... some things are best left unspoken.

While there, we witnessed an angry father of one of the wait staff having it out with another member of the staff who apparently was dating (ok, I'm not sure how accurate the word dating is, but I am G-rating this) his daughter. When it got violent, they took it outside and the manager attempted to diffuse the fireworks that ensued. I can't believe how angry the dad was. This had Montel written all over it. Evidently the dad had a tremendous concern for the well being of his daughter, but whatever the boyfriend (again, being G-rated here) did or didn't do was severe enough to provoke an EXTREMELY intense response. I can't believe how angry he (the dad) was.

By noon, I was thinking of my departure from the corporate sector ... I can't believe that I actually made the leap of faith to leave. And if I was stuck in some office somewhere in some city, I wouldn't have enjoyed a delightful breakfast panini and a show.

While driving home, in the rain, my thoughts stayed to our governor, Sonny Perdue. Before Thanksgiving last year, he organized a prayer vigil on the steps of the capital to pray for rain to end the drought. God listened - it rained then (I ran in it for 3 hours on Thanksgiving day last year) ... and by Jove, it's still raining. In all seriousness, I think it's awesome that our state governor prayed and even more so that we have actually been getting rain. I can't believe he hasn't had more press about the "success" in his beliefs (both positive and negative press have been absent). Fay might actually facilitate the final "surge" we need to raise the water table.

By mid afternoon, I had tuned in to the fact that I kept saying "I can't believe" over and over again. I thought maybe I would share my phrase with my husband in attempts to clear it from my excessive use. When I spoke with him for our daily update, he went first and related a stream of consciousness flow of thoughts. Meaning his speech just flowed without a real break. Oddly enough, he kept saying "so ..." over and over again. So what, you might ask.

It went something like this ...

"So, it was a miserable commute this morning, so I tried to call you earlier but you were on the phone, so I didn't leave a message." So when I went to my appointment in the afternoon ... so [insert what happened here] ... so [this is what I did] ... so [this is what I said] ... so [here's where we are now] ... so [here's what we need to do next]. With inserted so's peppering the in between thoughts. So .... he said, "UGH, I can't stop saying "SO" ...

I said, "So?"

He said, "Yes, SO ... I can't stop saying it ... it must be my phrase for the day".

"So", what do you think happened?

Did I tell him my phrase? Did I get to relate the thing that I kept saying over and over?

Uh, no.

I just started saying "so". So what do you think that means?




2 comments:

Kelly Mauldin said...

So sorry that I missed out on witnessing that little episode. C told me today that it was shocking...

Vixen said...

Yeah, umm, so????