They are from my friend Cathy, and I would hide them because I know the contents. They fall into the priceless category; not for sale. Only to be distributed at the perfect times, and with Love’s careful delivery.
The contents are no secret, however, because they have been shared among her family and friends all her adult life. They are the gifts of her prolific and perfect catchphrases. Let’s open one, shall we?
If we were a comedy team, I would normally play the straight man and she the comic relief. Cathy wears her emotions on the frayed ends of her sleeves and they are generally punctuated with exclamations such as…
“Coo-Coo for CoCo Puffs!”
“Cripes!,” or “Ye GADS!”
Sometimes she’ll see something, pick it up and exclaim,
Other times some mission has been foiled and it’s, “Arrrrg!” Or, perhaps a mission has been accomplished and in her sing-song, deadpan tone I’ll hear, “Yippee Skippy” or “Oh joy, oh rapture.” These exclamations, delivered in perfect monotone, then make said accomplished mission all the richer.
“Hali-Tosis!” makes me giggle. And,
is one of her favorites. I’ve heard it in a hundred different versions. Go ahead try it. GROO-vy, Marcia. Groovy, MAR-cia…see? It works. Continue reading The Gift of My Dear Friend’s Catch Phrases