best one liner of the month

A conversation that took place today, just before my morning nap:

Me to Jason: I brought up my i-pod from the charger.

Jason to me: Is it charged already?

Me: I think so. The green light was on the "bug" part of the plug.

Jason: You need to check the light on the i-pod.

Me...realizing my mistake and haste....

Me: Well I was just trying to be efficient.


Jason: Remember, when you are deficient, you aren't efficient.


*wow...did he ever hit the nail on the head with that one*

I was laughing hysterically at both his quick wit, and the truth to his statement.

Emily

a different kind of post

I want to mix things up a bit...

Jason and I just got in from a walk, and I thought that I would share part of our conversation with you.

First, let me set the scene:

It's about 7:15 in the evening, a late November evening to be exact, so the darkness is out in full. The ground is covered in freshly fallen snow. We are careful to walk facing the oncoming traffic - if there was going to be traffic. We would walk on the sidewalk, but there isn't one.

I'm feeling quite toasty and warm in my new winter jacket. It's all black, with a big zip-up collar, an attached hood, and it comes down further on my hips than my previous winter jacket. My mittens are black, and since I switched them to their proper hands, they are quite cozy. My touque (a Canadian winter hat!) is pink with white stripes.

Finally, three quarters of the way through our walk, an approaching car! I fell in line behind Jason and noticed that his jacket (new 2 years ago) has reflective properties to it. Although it is mostly dark blue, it has silver toned letters and stripes that are reflective.

So here is the conversation:

Me: My jacket doesn't have anything reflective on it.

Jason: Let's see...well maybe the little words are a bit reflective..

I looked down at the small lettering on the cuff of my sleeve. Jason fell in line behind me to check out the back of my jacket.

Jason: Nope. You aren't reflective. You see...I'm dressed for safety. You...are dressed for fashion.

Me: Well then I guess that I will have to stay with you...so that you look good.

*smiles*

Emily

how I'm dealing with word finding

Once upon a time, I was articulate, well spoken, and used complete sentences in conversation.

Now, I pause...mumble, struggle to remember dates, times, words...

I'm sure that I have told you how I, lover of colour and all things design, have completely called something by it's wrong colour name...but at least I knew that it was a colour! On the other end of the spectrum, I fail to see the relationship between a "needle" and a "noodle", but my brain seems to think that in the moment, these two are interchangeable.

So I'm not sure if I should be bothered by my latest verbal gaffe. In some aspects, these two items totally relate to each other, and in another...not so much.

Jason and I own a six year old mid-high end luxury SUV (I'm telling you that, because it is important to the definition and description of the event). Over the past couple of years, it has had its share of recalls and other service related troubles...expensive troubles. This past week, she (the SUV) is in the shop again, and I called my parents to express my disgust with her.

In a voice heightened with emotion...in a conversation free of my usual sarcasm and jolliness...a conversation with serious undertones, due to the amount of dollars attached to the subject...I blurted out,

"It's a MELON!"

Chuckles. Laughter. Almost hysterics on all three telephone receivers.

"Don't you mean, "lemon"?

Right letters. Wrong order. At least it was still a fruit, albeit it sweet, not sour.

Emily