Showing posts with label old-fashioned. Show all posts
Showing posts with label old-fashioned. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Granny's Old Sayings

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Margie: Edna, I was just thinking about Granny and those sayings she used to have. Do you remember when we'd go visit and she'd say, "I've been studying on you girls." Why did she say that instead of just saying she'd been thinking about us?

Edna: I guess it was just how she knew to say it. You know, I can't say I ever thought much about why Granny said the things she did, that's just how she talked. We knew what she meant, though, even if it wasn't always how other folks would say things.

Margie: That's sure the truth. You know what one of my favorites was, Edna? When Granny misplaced something she'd say, "I can't start that bowl."

Wonder why she didn't say she couldn't find her bowl since that's what she meant?

Edna: Good Lord, Margie, why didn't you just ask the poor woman while she was alive if you were so all-fired curious? I have no idea why she used those words, but I'm guessing it's how her family talked while she was growing up.

Margie: Lord have mercy, Edna. No wonder nobody wants to have a conversation with you. All I have to say is that Granny called people "quar" if they were odd and eccentric and I'd say you're as quar as they come!


Monday, January 12, 2009

Edna's Pigtails




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Edna: Good grief Margie, what are you cackling about now? You were laughing so loudly, you woke me up from my nap!

Margie: Oh Edna, I had a memory of you and couldn't help myself. Do you remember when you were in 2nd grade and Mama thought you looked so cute in pigtails?

You hated those things but you knew better than to sass Mama. We walked home from school every day with you crying all the way. You said Bobby Joe pulled your pigtails all day. How long did you have to wear those pigtails anyway?

Edna: Until Mama said I was old enough to wear my hair up. Unfortunately, that wasn't until I was 16. Lordy, but Mama had old-fashioned ideas.

Margie: Edna, Mama tried to raise you right. Just goes to show you can't make a nice purse out of pig's ears.

Edna: Kiss my grits, Margie.

Margie: Still a crybaby.

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