August 31, 2007
holy crack!
The other day I ran into a friend I hadn’t seen in a while. The last time I saw her, she was worried because her daughter wasn’t really talking yet. So of course the first thing I asked was, “Is she talking now?”
“Oh yes,” my friend said, “she never STOPS talking.”
I am familiar with that.
But my favorite part is this: her daughter, who is three, is in that great stage where she mishears things and then goes around repeating them at appropriate moments. Right now, her favorite expletive is “HOLY CRACK!” She says it all the time.
And since my friend told me that, I’ve been unable to stop saying it as well.
Because HOLY CRACK! works for anything.
This week, I’ve said it about Alberto Gonzales’ sudden resignation, the Elizabeth Edwards brouhaha, and the return of shoulder pads.
Actually that last one may have warranted some ACTUAL swear words. Because shoulder pads? HELL TO THE NO.
Also! Looking for something fun to do now that summer is over? How about joining The Working Closet Flickr pool? Because September is National Show Us What You’re Wearing to Work Month. Okay I made that last part up, but for the ENTIRE month of September, every single day, I will post a picture of what I’m wearing. And I want to see what YOU have on, too.
You can read all about it here.
Or! How about a closet makeover? More about that here. Sorry, there’s no $5,000 Visa involved, but I promise not to throw your existing clothes in the trash. Unless they really need to go.
Holy crack!
Posted by Susan @ 11:11 am • just happy to be here, other places
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August 31st, 2007 at 11:14 am, Wendy Says:
I am stealing that. Here is one from a 5 year old recently addicted to Spongebob, Oh, Barnacles!
August 31st, 2007 at 11:23 am, Sarah @ Ordinary Days Says:
Shoulder pads?! NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
August 31st, 2007 at 11:29 am, Occidental Girl Says:
Oh, that’s cute! My daughter is six and I love her, but, she doesn’t stop talking. Ever. Well, maybe when she is sleeping she stops but that is when I am sleeping, too, so I don’t ever get to stop listening to someone all day long oh please let school start soon…
Did I mention, I really love her???
August 31st, 2007 at 4:38 pm, Rocks In My Dryer Says:
Your feed in my Bloglines has been messed up for a while; I just thought you weren’t posting and was starting to get worried, then I remembered that I could actually just CLICK OVER HERE (nothing gets past me), and I’m just glad you’re okay.
Way too many commas, I know.
August 31st, 2007 at 7:19 pm, jm Says:
Hmmm. Same for me! I wondered what was going on with Susan, no RSS, then I finally click over and Hey! Posts!
Holy Crack, what an idiot I am.
Shoulder pads? I will cry. I already saw the comeback of the dreaded “cowgirl fashion” from the late 70’s. Why, oh, why?
And since I am now down to only four outfits in my closet that I can stand to put on (why did my body just change so much after a baby? Why?), I may (may) do the Flickr pool. If I get up the guts.
August 31st, 2007 at 8:03 pm, daring one Says:
Okay. The shoulder pad thing really does freak me out, but aside from that bit of fashion sense, I’m sadly in need of your assistance. You can throw out nearly everything I own, starting with the clothes I have to tell people I’m not pregnant every time I wear them.
August 31st, 2007 at 8:51 pm, Jordan Says:
A SHOULDER PADS comeback? Holy Crack is right! That might almost make Crocs start looking good on adults. Oh, no, wait…
September 3rd, 2007 at 9:57 pm, Leigh Says:
I’m going to try my best to join your working closet flickr pool. Of course that means finding time in the morning between yelling at Jack to please put his shoes on (for the umpteenth time) and begging Molly to please leave her shoes on her feet so we can all get out the door to school! Of course after we are finally out the door I realize I not only forgot my watch (gotta have my watch) but I never changed out of my flip flops. I could look so much more put together if my mornings didn’t involve kids!
September 4th, 2007 at 11:16 pm, Kristin Park Says:
LOVE Holy Crack!! Too cute.
When my eldest daughter was around two or three, she tried to say “thank you” but it came out “fank you” sometimes but most of the time it sounded more like “fu– you.” I’ll never forget the stunned looks on the faces of a group of flight attendants and their pilot on American Airlines when they presented her with her wings pin and she replied (very cutely, I might add), “fu– you.”
Thanks for your great blog!!
Best,
Kristin