Stuff said around me when I was a child, and which befuddled me for the longest time:
"It's always feast or famine around here." Really, Granny? We never starved and we certainly never had too many left-overs. And we weren't talking about food just now, anyway...
"Your father painted the town red last night." Whatever for? Isn't that kinda odd? All red? That's a LOT of paint...
Because Granny grew up in a far different time, and in Kansas (perhaps that has no bearing), she knew she couldn't use a particularly perjorative word for African Americans. So she always said, "Our chocolate brown brothers." My mother always shushed her anyway.
A little ditty my dad would sing when served a particular entre: "Beans, beans, the musical fruit. The more you eat, the more you toot. The more you toot, the better your feel, so I eat beans with every meal!"
"Little pitchers have big ears!" (Pitchers? Like the jug thing in which Kool-Aid or orange juice is poured?)
"Hmmm, sounds like the engine is missing." MISSING??!?!?! The ENGINE?? Why are you so calm about it! How are we gonna stop at the bottom of this hill? Where did the engine go? Daddy! I don't understand!
"The only thing you are allowed to put in your ears are your elbows." Y'all don't know how many wasted minutes I spent trying to do just that, every now and then......
"It's always feast or famine around here." Really, Granny? We never starved and we certainly never had too many left-overs. And we weren't talking about food just now, anyway...

"Your father painted the town red last night." Whatever for? Isn't that kinda odd? All red? That's a LOT of paint...
Because Granny grew up in a far different time, and in Kansas (perhaps that has no bearing), she knew she couldn't use a particularly perjorative word for African Americans. So she always said, "Our chocolate brown brothers." My mother always shushed her anyway.
A little ditty my dad would sing when served a particular entre: "Beans, beans, the musical fruit. The more you eat, the more you toot. The more you toot, the better your feel, so I eat beans with every meal!"
"Little pitchers have big ears!" (Pitchers? Like the jug thing in which Kool-Aid or orange juice is poured?)
"Hmmm, sounds like the engine is missing." MISSING??!?!?! The ENGINE?? Why are you so calm about it! How are we gonna stop at the bottom of this hill? Where did the engine go? Daddy! I don't understand!
"The only thing you are allowed to put in your ears are your elbows." Y'all don't know how many wasted minutes I spent trying to do just that, every now and then......
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