Slow As Molasses

I am having a hard time getting going today and that reminds me of one of my Mother’s favorite sayings. People that were moving too slow for her were “slower than molasses”. Yea, OK, I get to have a molasses day once in a while.

Maybe I partied a little too hardy yesterday afternoon at tapas. One of my nurses come out with her husband and a friend. And Janie one of our regular walkers was here too. Sounds all very innocent but apparently it got a little out of control.

One of my Mom’s other favorites that I hope doesn’t need too much explanation was when someone “doesn’t know sh_t from Shinola” or one doesn’t know manure from shoe polish. I think we are on the OK side of that one anyway.

OK, have to go and try and get a few things done.

Monday loves, Felipé.

4 thoughts on “Slow As Molasses”

  1. This gave me a chuckle. My mom also used that phrase “slower than molasses” for anyone that wasn’t moving fast enough – and compared to her, that was practically everyone. How about dumb sock? Or milk toast (milquetoast)?

    I miss my mom. When we were kids, she sang hymns as she did her housework. Now, it seems every time we sing one of those old hymns in church, I can hear her singing it. Little did I know at the time, what a gift it was and it would be with me the rest of my life.

    Take it easy on your molasses day after too much tapas fun. You deserve it.

    1. Hi Joy ~ my Mom learned English mostly on the street and talked in endless idioms, like “hold your horses”. It was like a whole other English. I never heard my Dad hum anything but hymns. Rock and Roll must have sounded like Rap does to me, terrible. All very old school. Felipé.x

  2. Well. I know those two quotes from your mom. My Mom said them too. Plus:
    “Oo La La Sweet Mama. Sixteen kids and no Papa.”

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