“What?” Dan said. “Who in the what?”
I had to laugh at myself. That was a phrase my mother always used when somebody seemed confused or out of sorts. I do not know who Ned was. I always thought my mother had a first-grade reader featuring some kid named Ned, much as I (and maybe you, too) grew up with Dick and Jane, and Ned must have been a few sandwiches short of a picnic. I would generally have used a more colorful phrase to describe Spotty’s moment of perplexity, but that was the one that popped out almost without me being aware of it.
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My mom had lots of phrases like that – “momisms,” I guess you’d call them. All moms have them. Many of my mom’s sayings were downright pithy and corny. Some were indiscernible. She would say someone who was at a loss for what to do or where to go was like “a lost ball in high weeds.” That is a good metaphor. She had another saying that I have no idea what she meant. She would say someone who was dressed oddly or sloppily looked like “death eating donuts.” Or did she mean “death-eaten donuts”? I never did find out. It conjured up a picture in my head of a skeleton nibbling on a Krispy Kreme. Makes you wonder if Ned in the first reader ate donuts …
What are some “momisms” you remember from your mothers, or that you use yourself?