Dingbats and different vernaculars

OK, this is not in any way profound or thought provoking, but I had to share this email chain because it just struck me as funny and as an excellent example of "dingbatism".

Alisha to Jeanna:
When you texted me the other day and said that Old Navy had "thongs" on sale, I thought you were talking about panties. So, I got my package today and saw the flip flops and started cracking up! Good thing I wear the same size shoe as I do panties!!! Thank you again! The kids loved their stuff!

Love ya

Jeanna to Alisha:
Hah! That is funny. They always called them “thongs” in the Midwest. I sometimes forget about different vernacular if it’s a word I don’t use or hear very often. BTW, I love you and everything and my Grandma June always bought me a package of Fruit of the Loom cotton “briefs” at Christmas, but I don’t think you should ever expect that I naturally think of you when I’m in a store buying racy underwear – that’s a teensy bit awkward, just sayin’. Glad you got a good laugh anyway.

Jeanna to friend from NJ living in TN and to whom the email messages above were forwarded:
“Southern” words issues… case in point, sometimes using different words for things can get a little weird. Alisha is my stepdaughter. I have no idea why she didn’t question the fact that I was sending her a text about underwear preferences. We were apparently both having a blonde moment, though she’s not blonde. I asked her what color she wanted and wondered why she said most of hers were white or black when I couldn’t think of a time she ever wore white “flip flops”. I thought of her because those are the only kind of shoes she usually wears…not because I was concerned about her skimpy panty supply.

It's recently been brought to my attention that I suck...

Yes, I totally blew this off for like months as life events pushed me over the edge into a depression abyss of epic proportions. But my dear friend who just brought this to my attention is right, I need to refocus and maybe I can write my way out of this pit. O.K., resolve is strengthened. Prepare for a deluge of pithy postings!

Now we're cooking with gas....

O.K., so now I have a comprehensive, easy to understand tutorial on creating your own blog template and oodles of ideas rattling around in my head. We are supposed to have snow and freezing rain all day tomorrow, meaning that every 3rd car on the interstate will be at an abnormal angle on the side of the road or attempting to get to the side of the road and stopping four lanes of traffic while doing so. I'm anticipating a snow day at the house, so I'll be all cozily ensconsed in my office already and eager to spend Saturday working on the impressive thing....impressiveness and laundry. I have a mountain of laundry. Impressiveness, laundry and not thinking about missing my family and Mom and Dad's 40th wedding anniversary party. Surely by February this blog will be fabulous.

The New Year....less than impressive

I know, I know. I said this blog was going to be impressive for the new year, but alas, anyone who knows me knows that I am the Queen of Procrastination (and Carbohydrates) and I never do anything on time (or low calorie). That really wasn't the problem with not being impressive for the new year though. I'm going to blame it on the kids, just toss them under the bus. Danniele and Jeremy were sick with head colds last week and though I didn't kiss on them like I did their babies, I still sucked in their pathogens floating throught the atmosphere and succumbed to the illness. My head weighs approximately 1,000 pounds and my nose is dripping like a leaky faucet and I am a much bigger airhead than usual. As I was driving along on the way to work this morning, I thought, "Huh. I don't remember ever noticing that building before". Ten minutes later.....well, Dingbat, that would be because you drove right past your exit and you've never seen that building before having never been this far down this road.
Don't worry, I did get closer to becoming impressive. I'm sure it will happen soon. Wait with bated breath....but don't hold your breath. I don't want anyone to die due to my penchant for procrastination or low motivation levels. It's much more exciting this way. Remember that old song "Anticipation"? They used it for a ketchup commercial. That's what's happening here. You never know when something exciting might happen. Even though day after day you look and see nothing impressive or even moderately interesting, you can't stop yourself from looking just in case some day impressiveness will appear.

Any day now....

I do have a new computer at the house, a desktop, not a laptop, so no more lounging about on the couch while blogging or surfing, but perhaps sitting upright will make me more productive. At any rate, it's not quite set up yet, but we are closer. Any day now I'll be making this blog impressive. Probably not over Christmas as the kids are coming, but maybe over New Year's. Ah yes, the New Year is a good time to be newly impressive.

Sorry...still no new posts

So my laptop is still not working. I'm going to have a dozen things to write as soon as I get back on track. It takes forever and a day to boot up, so I probably have a virus and I'm told that it will be at least $125 to fix the power thing, which everyone is telling me is crazy to spend on a 5 year old computer because everything on it will die any day. aaarrrggghhh.

I know I'm not doing very well...

Sorry. I'm totally not keeping up with this. My excuse is that my laptop power cord connection is screwed up and it aggravates me too much to mess with it at home. The connection is bad, so it keeps swapping to battery power and then turning off because the battery isn't charged up given that it gets its power from being plugged in to the power cord. It's a vicious circle.
Also, I am still digesting the sermons from the last two weeks of services. I have a lot of work to do. I've been convicted all over the place about a host of issues.
Last week started a series on marriage that promises to be amazing. I'm not being critical of anyone, but anyone who is married can always use some insight. It is called "Regularly Scheduled Maintenance" and you can listen along online at www.cbcnashville.org.