I’ve been tagged by Lori over at Crazy about Crafts. Her site is lovely, as are the other blogs she tagged, so I’m honored to comply. The rules to this tag are:
- Link to the person that tagged you and post the rules on your blog – check.
- Share 7 random and/or weird facts about yourself on your blog – okay – here goes.
- Tag 7 random people at the end of your post and include links to their blogs.
- Let each person know that they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.
I’ve actually already been tagged like this before (here), so I thought I’d share seven McClain-isms. Do you have -ism’s? Those little expressions you say with your family members that no one else gets? If you do, be sure to write them down somewhere, because they’re part of your precious family history.
- One year when Ben and Caitlin were just toddlers, they came home from the Mall so excited, they were just busting. They plopped on the bed with me and just couldn’t wait to tell me about my birthday gift. But, wait, they wanted it to be a surprise. I couldn’t resist. I kept asking them to give me a hint. Is it bigger than my hand? "We’re not telling." Can I play with it? "You can’t get us to tell you." Does it go in the kitchen, the living room? "Mom!" The tension was building – they wanted to spill the beans so badly. So, I said, I give up, you win. I’ll just have to wait. Shew, the tension was off, and they could relax. Not more than thirty seconds later Ben shouted: "You’re gonna’ really like your bird!!!" Oh my. Ben was devastated, but we about peed in our pants laughing. To this day, when we’re hiding a birthday surprise we say: "You’re going to really like your bird."
- Oh yes, we have nicknames: Ben-jamin and Bennies, Kitty-Kate and Caitlin-la-waitlin, Tommy Two Toes or Tom-Tom, and Ling-Ling or LMac.
- When we go on a long road trip, just as we’re pulling out of the drive way, we shout in unison: "One-two-three . . . and awaaaaay we go!" I know, that’s weird, especially since my youngest child is 20. But, it’s a tradition my Mom and Dad started, and it’s bad luck if we don’t do it. (It alerts our travel angels to come along with us.)
- When the long trip is over and we’re heading home, we say we’re "Like Cows Heading for the Barn." (Translated, Tom isn’t stopping the car for anything . . . we just want to get home.)
- My Tom is not an easy man to buy for. And, just to drive that point home, for the 25 five years we’ve been married, anytime I ask him what he wants for birthday or Christmas, he says "turtle soup."
- "What’s your name? Whose your Daddy? Is he rich, is he rich like me?" Don’t ask. It’s a song Tom sings when he’s trying to be charming.
- Linda: "I love you." Tom: "Ditto". Linda: "Ditto Poop." What can I say . . . we’re not going to make Peoples top ten most romantic couple list.
- Our haunts are: WallyWorld (WalMart), Jacque Penae (JC Penny), and Tarjay (Target), and MickeyDees (McDonalds). No one has pronounced those places correctly in my family for years.
- And, finally, Ben and Caitlin used to spend a few weeks with my parents in Indiana each summer. One year, as Grandma and Grandpa were driving them on the long trip back to Texas, they passed a military base. Caitlin said, "But, Grandpa, they’re not farching." Obviously, she intended to say marching instead of farching, but Grandpa thought it was the most hilarious thing he’d ever heard. I will never forget my Dad trying to tell us what happened, he literally bent over with tears in his eyes, he was laughing so hard, and Caitlin had to finish the retelling for him. From that point on, anytime we needed to get moving, he’d say, "Let’s get Farching."
Oops, I got a little carried away, you got two bonus isms. There you have it – you can talk McClain-ism. Welcome to the family.
As for tagging another seven bloggers, well, I know a lot of people are taking blogging breaks for the holidays (me, too), and that’s so much more important. But, if you’d like to join in the fun, consider yourself tagged. You can either list seven random thoughts, or, if you have some ism’s – I would LOVE to hear them. Be sure to leave a comment here so we can follow along.
Gotta get farchin’ . . . see you later.