Listening to XM radio as I decorated Riley's cake, that hot little interior designer Nate Berkus was on, talking about going green, sustainable living, etc. It was a great show, but then he said "absolutely," one time too many. And a dozen more times after that. And his guest was an "absolutely" lady too.
It was an "absolutely" fest.
Nate, Nate, Nate.
I had to write him an e-mail.
"Hi Nate. Love you. Love your show.
I got a little distracted from the "green" message today by all the absolutelys.
Seriously, play it back and count 'em.
Just trying to help.
No need to thank me.
Love you.
Michelle"
I'm waiting for his call.
7 comments:
I know Nate's mom. Should I tell on him?
Jerri,
You should absolutley tell on him.
And tell him to call me.
So funny, I used to be the only straight stylist in a salon where there were six of us working. All day long-"Faabuulous, absolutely fabulous", over and over, ad-nauseam. Even we made fun of ourselves for saying it. It's like being a baltimore-ian and saying Hon all the time.
Our last move was from Baltimore.
"Hon" took a while to get used to, but now I miss it.
"Whatever" is the current mantra in my house, with two girls. Can't wait until that goes away. I've threatened to charge them a penny every time they say it. Two cents if it's accompanied by the eyeroll.
"Absolutely" seems to have replaced "exactly" ('member when that was big?)
You're funny Michelle.
P.S. Happy b-day to Riley.
Good Girl! I've been saying "critical" far too often. This is critical, that is critical. Everything is critical, Someone need to get critical with me! Will you?
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