Do you know that scene in Notting Hill where Hugh Grant is climbing over the fence to get into the private garden, slips and says, "oops-a-daisy"? Julia Roberts teases him about only little girls ever saying those words. It is an endearing scene. I love that whole movie. I am a incurable romantic when it comes to movies.
Today that scene was playing in my head while my sister repeatedly said, "oh dadgum".
If you love or use that phrase, please do us both a favor and do not read any further. Right now - click this window closed.
I hate the phrase "oh dadgum". And you can only say it with a Deliverance type twang in your voice. There is a singsongy quality to it that speaks of moonshine, stills and slanted front porchs. I lived in Syracuse, NY for 25 years. It is not a phrase that was used in that part of the country - EVER.
So now Steff uses it to torture me. And torture me she will cos I am easy prey when it comes to words. "Oops-a-daisy" seems elegant and sophisticated compared to "oh dadgum". I am waiting for it on a camo t-shirt to show up under the Christmas tree.
Oh, it's coming - trust me.
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
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I have a hat that would match if you'd like it... : )
Yay, camo!
Blargle is just a word I use... an appropriate post to respond to with this I suppose... I'm not actually sure where I picked it up but it is my dissatisfied noise... sort of like Bleh.... : ) In fact, sometimes I use it in conjunction with bleh.
Hope it is not as offensive as dadgum (which I am not sure how you would pronounce...)...
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