All mine, not really.

Sometimes I just want to take the words right out of somebody’s mouth, song or movie and pretend they’re mine. It’s easy to do. For example, there are times when people will say, “What do you want to do?” I’ll reply, “Doesn’t matter to me. I’m easy. Like Sunday morning.” Thank you Lionel – you’ve made quick quips classy.

Other times, like when I’m accidentally peeing on my dress at the fair, I prefer to quote Melissa McCarthy in Bridesmaids, “Look away!” No need to be classy at a time like this.

Some of my favorites words are often shared with That’s Not Chinese. She’s Greek, but not a very good one – doesn’t like olives or ouzo. A while back, when we worked together, a coworker was putting together ‘diversity’ information and she asked him, “What about the Greeks? Where are the Greeks?” He informed her Greeks were categorized with refugees. From that point forward, I started telling her what Tom Petty has told many people, “It don’t really matter to me. You don’t have to live like a refugee. You don’t have to live like a refugee.” She usually doesn’t get too upset about our coworker’s ignorance or my comments because, like a good Greek, she is often doing as the French do – drinkin’ wine spo-dee-o-dee. That last line is courtesy of Mr. Stick McGhee.