In a Sunday afternoon visit with my cousin Grey, the topic of conversation turned—don't ask me why—to cholesterol, and Daddy was just winding up to preach on the subject when he caught himself, gave Mama a "please don't make me stand in the corner" look, and told Grey, "I'm not allowed to say that word any more—cholesterol, I mean—I had to promise never to say it in front of her again." Let me explain. Daddy loves food. And he loves to do exactly what he wants to do. So whenever we get after him about diet, exercise, etc., he climbs up on his stump and preaches. Doctors don't know everything you don't need all that cholesterol medicine a little macaroni and cheese never hurt anybody what's wrong with a little tobacco don't you people know that all that walking just wears out your knees . . . And so on. Mama apparently has had enough. If he will not speak sensibly about cholesterol he will not be allowed to utter that word at all. Like unto Holly Hunter's character in O Brother, Where Art Thou? Mama has said her peace and counted to three.
LOVING the O Brother reference! One of the all time best movies made, in my opinion, and in a room full of people you can utter just one quote and at least ten people will pipe up with ten different ones in response. xoxo
Posted by: Kacey | November 23, 2011 at 06:38 AM
I KNOW! Dave and I watch it on a regular basis. We're partial to "And stay out of the Woolworth's!" and "Now there's a good boy." And let's not forget "R-U-N-N-O-F-T!" LOVE that movie so much. Mama and I actually visited the park in MS where they filmed "the Si-reens." OK I'll hush now.
Posted by: valerieluesse | November 23, 2011 at 02:36 PM