Wednesday, November 15, 2006
A Little Lunch For Thought (TM) #1
Seems like in this harsh world, you cannot have a blog without a trademarked corner.
It's quite challenging to come up with a phrase that's never been used before - but I do believe we managed.
(The JohnnyB came up with "A Little Lunch for Thought ™", taken from his Minnesotan roots of silence, so credit goes to him).
The Brownielocks and The 3 Bears website elaborates that "There are four meals in the Northland; breakfast, dinner, supper, and 'a little lunch'. A little lunch is the stealth meal served to unsuspecting coffee guests from out of town. Be warned that if a local invites you to a little lunch you should fast for several days first. You will be lavished with lemon bars, chocolate chip cookies, cakes, sandwiches, and a “dab” of every single thing in your host’s refrigerator."
Yesterday, my solid sanity was put in doubt by one reader, who was obviously appalled by the garage report.
"You paid someone to remove four screws and then put them back in again through a new piece of plastic?
Next time you decide to go all crazy like this, have BrainkyP fill you in how much a chin air dam costs from the junkyard first."
Next time you decide to go all crazy like this, have BrainkyP fill you in how much a chin air dam costs from the junkyard first."
Well, I can see how in a distorted way, in an utopic world, this may make some sense.
And yet, these days, any hint of do-it-yourself causes me to shiver, when The JohnnyB is involved.
Which calls for A Little Lunch For Thought ™:
Do those reliable skilled tradesmen (electricians, mechanics, plumbers, firefighters et al), to whom we refer at times of urgent need, behave like The JohnnyB at their own home, causing their wives to wish they could just call a tradesman?
Is this what life really all about?
One big vicious circle of resourceful husbands and eye-rolling wives?
next little lunch...
Labels: Little Lunch for Thought, Wonders of The JohnnyB
# posted by Nava @ 10:40 PM 
Comments:
Those men who volunteer to jump into a problem with intent to fix it for their gorgeous, admired spouses should be commended for their courage and willingness to possibly make an error. They learn as they go until, someday, narry a tradesman can hold a candle to them. Roll not your eyes, fair maiden. Consider yourself fully blessed!
Those are true words of wisdom you speaketh, Oh mystery paintermon.
"They learn as they go", say you?
I shall humbly put my eyes to rest, then, and patiently await the end of the learning process.
Tea, anyone?
- One very blessed fair maiden
Your little lunch sounds like my afternoon tea - tiny crustless cucumber sandwiches, almond tarts, fruit cake, crumpets dripping with butter, toasted teacakes, scones with jam and cream, parkin (if you're in Yorkshire) Lovely little meal!! Pity we don't have a Mrs. Bridges* to prepare it....on second thoughts maybe the additional avoirdupois would ruin our sylph like forms!!!
*Cook in "Upstairs, Downstairs' series for those not Anglophile and watchers of PBS.
# posted by 
: 11/16/2006 8:14 PM
Valerie,
Now, that was just unfair!
The JohnnyB and I have no food in the house, and we are nibbling on old crumbs of stale bread, and you come up with this description?
We know where you live... :-)
Great phrase. Well worthy of a trademark. However, having partaken in lots and lots of these little lunches over the years I must say that they are NOT conducive to "thought". The blood tends to rush to one's stomach, leaving the brain bone dry, and the body siezes upon this opportunity to take a nap.
Let our thoughts never be hungry again...
Or, as far as I trust the online English-Polish translator:
Niech nasi myśli nigdy nie zgłodniały!
# posted by : 11/18/2006 9:01 PM
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"They learn as they go", say you?
I shall humbly put my eyes to rest, then, and patiently await the end of the learning process.
Tea, anyone?
- One very blessed fair maiden
*Cook in "Upstairs, Downstairs' series for those not Anglophile and watchers of PBS.
# posted by : 11/16/2006 8:14 PM
: 11/16/2006 8:14 PM Now, that was just unfair!
The JohnnyB and I have no food in the house, and we are nibbling on old crumbs of stale bread, and you come up with this description?
We know where you live... :-)
Or, as far as I trust the online English-Polish translator:
Niech nasi myśli nigdy nie zgłodniały!
# posted by : 11/18/2006 9:01 PM
: 11/18/2006 9:01 PM 
