Covering me in butter

25 Jul

It’s 9:40 a.m. and I just got to the office. Jade had a major seizure this morning as we were getting ready for the day, necessitating another call to 911. Michael went to Emergency with her while I finished getting ready and assembled some breakfast for him. He and Jade are still at the hospital, but he expects they’ll be discharged sometime this morning. Jade is in a sleepy and dazed post-ictal state and apparently her blood sugar was low (they pricked toe her in the ambulance) but otherwise seems okay.

I’ve got to get some work done, so I will leave you with a post I wrote a few days ago, which is a follow-up to yesterday’s entry. A little humour is definitely needed here to brighten up the day.

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So, you may recall that I posted yesterday that Michael was trying to “cover me with butter”, a mangling of the idiom “butter me up”. This goes back to a story that Michael’s mother told us a few years ago, which has evolved into an inside joke in our household.

(Marian, forgive me if I’ve fudged some of the details; I don’t remember them exactly, but I figure they don’t matter too much.)

Marian works for a dentist, and we all know dentists make pretty decent money, especially when they’re competent and have established a reputation for doing good work. The boss had hired a pleasant East Indian woman to do some cooking and cleaning, and it seems he and his wife were very happy with her. He gave her some lavish compliments on a meal she had cooked one evening; she was pleased but rather flustered, and replied (and if you can do an East Indian accent, you must use it here): “Oh, sir! You are just trying to cover me with butter!”

I love this story! It reminds me of when I was trying to learn German in Germany. I remember one of the girls in my class reading a note I’d written, in which I’d made some kind of spelling mistake, and she thought it was so cute she said, “Oh, wie suess!” (“Oh, how sweet!”) Sometimes the challenge of speaking another language creates new expressions that are somehow are better than their originals.

Isn’t “covering me in butter” just so much more fun?!

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One Response to “Covering me in butter”

  1. lifeinthesack August 1, 2008 at 11:12 am #

    I’m definitely using that line from this point forward! =)

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