Killing a Fly with a Ukulele: A Memory From My Youth

I am the Mum.
If life was a circus, I would be the plate-juggling lady with monkeys on her shoulders who stands on one leg on a horse's back as it canters around the ring.

I am the Writer.
I use too many commas, dashes and dot-dot-dots, and I often start sentences with conjunctions because I like my blog to look the way it sounds in my mind.

I am the Hero.
Life is a bit like a superhero action comic, except that the superheroes are tiny children dressed in super-suits who possess no actual powers, while I just get them food, break up fights and clean their super-suits.

19 September 2009

A Memory From My Youth

I was just chatting with Heather and I remembered this gem from when I was younger and living back home.

There were many occasions when I was relaxing in my room and my younger sister would walk by. She'd mosey on in and start chatting to me while looking in my mirror and examining her teeth - yes, HER TEETH - in minute detail.

This gal could inspect her teeth for a full ten minutes. She loved those teeth, the reason being they were perfect, and still are today.

One day when she was in situ in front of my mirror and I wasn't paying any great attention, I heard this:

"Aaaaa-CHOO!!! Oh. Sorry about your mirror."

Worrying.

4 comments:

The Accidental Housewife said...: I'm just sitting here, quietly feeding little miss, and you made me lol and she looked up at me Hugely Offended. I told her to blame you =); 19 September, 2009 13:59
Givinya De Elba said...: Actually, blame my sister!

Granted, she did go on to wipe the mirror, but only succeeded in smearing it.

Yurk.; 19 September, 2009 20:42
Allegro ma non troppo said...: Hey, I seem to remember that I followed that up with, " - I'll get a tissue."

So at least I was helpful.; 19 September, 2009 20:43
Jen said...: this is just too funny.; 20 September, 2009 03:30

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I came up with the pseudonym Givinya de Elba in highschool and it was based on a joke from an episode of Dad's Army called 'A Soldier's Farewell.'

In the episode, after eating too much toasted cheese, Captain Mainwaring dreams he is Napoleon at the Battle of Waterloo. I don't remember much about the episode other than Mainwaring telling his loyal men (Jones, Pike and Godfrey) that he has been exiled to the island of Elba.

Jones quips, "Hence the expression - Givin' ya the Elber!" (giving you the elbow, i.e., pushing you around.) I thought that Givinya de Elba was a half-decent pseudonym for someone who likes to joke and push people around, and I stuck with that.

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19 September 2009

A Memory From My Youth

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