This is Mr. Ginley's new phrase, which he uses as he sprays the bathroom with Sparkling Spruce scent, his favorite Glade variety. In fact, he is so smitten with the fragrance, I went to Target yesterday and cleared out their remaining stock. So it can smell like Christmas all year long.
Everyone has phrases that are associated with them. As a word person, I enjoy these taglines. So I decided to compile some of my favorites for today's ramblings...
My son likes to bring home the latest catchphrases from school: "Welcome to Ouchtown, population: Mom." And "crapton," a phrase I picked up and use liberally, especially at work.
My mom, who was loathe to say "no" to quasi-reasonable requests, would frequently say, "We'll see." (Which, we knew, meant "no.")
My dad, when we were horsing around (there were six of us, so that was a lot of horsing), would say, "Keep it down, the neighbors will think we're beating you."
My grandma: "Well, now, I told him not to do that, but didn't he just go and do it?"
My father-in-law had many gems, among them: "If ifs and buts were candied nuts, we'd all have a hell of a Christmas." And, "We're on a need-to-know basis, and you don't need to know."
From my boss, invoked jokingly (sort of): "What's my title?"
Of course, I, too, have my phrases. When Joe was little and pestering me for something, the response was, "I want a million dollars and a home in the country, but I'm not going to get that, either."
Part of the joy of knowing someone for a long time is you get to know (and hopefully love) their phrases.
My favorite Mr. Ginley phrase, which we all recite together in the car under the right circumstances, is not repeatable in polite company.
Someday, we hope our son will share it with his own kids.
If his wife lets him.
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