Yesterday, I eluded to a special book that I found in my garage-sale adventures. This book was it. It caught my eye immediately by the cover – I promise I will get to the whole issue of me judging books by their covers later – but I instantly recognized Oneonta Gorge, a beautiful hiking area leading to an incredible waterfall in my area.
The seller only wanted one dollar for it, and I’m telling you, this book was brand new. I had to have it, if only for the locale depicted on the front. As I walked up to pay for it, a very pleasant man said, “Oh, you found the Easter egg in our little sale. Do you know the story behind this book?” Continue reading “Review (…sort of…): The Echoing by Jessica Blackburn”
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Losing a loved one is a tricky thing. We all grieve so differently. I spent the evening with a relative the other night after his wife passed away, and this sweet, elderly man, even in grief, was intent on making us laugh. His constant attempts at humor were a delight. As time passed though, he became weary, and forgetful.
“All this has really put a cut in my gick,” he said. Just as he intended, we all laughed.
I don’t know what a gick is, or how it must feel to have it cut, but there was certainly a hitch in my giddup or a wrench in my gears this weekend. Consequently, I haven’t posted for a few days.
I am a big fan of dialect and idioms, so naturally, it made me wonder what other sayings people use to describe an obstacle or problem that throws their life and routine out of balance. What would you say?
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