I'm American...is that a good excuse?
July 11th 2010 02:57
Today, I Lisa Donovan, in a show of fairness and an effort to save my marriage, vow to throw myself under the proverbial bus. After many talks with the previously written about bat-torturing (here),directionally-challenged hubby (and here), I’ve decided my time has come.
That’s right readers. Although shockingly witty and immensely humble, I am not without my share of faults. I have had a few moments where it may have appeared that I was a complete and utter buffoon.
I must preface this by saying I now have a greater appreciation for all of those tourists who visited America, and possibly because of a language barrier or cultural difference, I may have thought to be less intelligent than they perhaps were. In other words, please cut me some slack before placing judgment.
So, first there was the time after learning “tea” meant “dinner”, when my mother-in-law invited me to “morning tea” at her work. Believing tea was a large meal, I assumed having it in the morning must mean breakfast. So I informed my mother-in-law that I had only eaten one piece of toast because I didn’t want to “ruin my appetite”. Needless to say, a packet of bikkies, five cups of tea and a few strange looks later at morning tea, I was still craving a pancakes and bacon, but learned my lesson.
Or how about the times I excitedly told my husband about the baby emu I kept seeing on our property until finally, he was able to see if for himself, and informed me it was in fact a plain turkey.
And how stupid did I feel when I told my husband about the poor, unlucky gecko with no tail that kept getting caught by our cat. I knew it was the same gecko, of course, because he was missing a tail. You see the humour in this, I didn’t. I just thought the thing had nine lives.
And how about how every time I drove past the signs that say “speed cameras used in this area”, so I would slow down. I even thought the little white sticks on the side of the road may be where they were hiding the “speeding sensors”.
So laugh if you will (in fact, that’s the point), I can take it. But don’t think I didn’t laugh my own fool head off when an Aussie friend of mine pointed out the “baby emu” that was running around on our property. At least I have an excuse.
Now that's Zentertainment...
Zen thought for the day:
“Believe nothing, no matter where you read it, or who said it, no matter if I have said it, unless it agrees with your own reason and your own common sense.” -Buddha
photo credit: photobucket
That’s right readers. Although shockingly witty and immensely humble, I am not without my share of faults. I have had a few moments where it may have appeared that I was a complete and utter buffoon.
I must preface this by saying I now have a greater appreciation for all of those tourists who visited America, and possibly because of a language barrier or cultural difference, I may have thought to be less intelligent than they perhaps were. In other words, please cut me some slack before placing judgment.
So, first there was the time after learning “tea” meant “dinner”, when my mother-in-law invited me to “morning tea” at her work. Believing tea was a large meal, I assumed having it in the morning must mean breakfast. So I informed my mother-in-law that I had only eaten one piece of toast because I didn’t want to “ruin my appetite”. Needless to say, a packet of bikkies, five cups of tea and a few strange looks later at morning tea, I was still craving a pancakes and bacon, but learned my lesson.
Or how about the times I excitedly told my husband about the baby emu I kept seeing on our property until finally, he was able to see if for himself, and informed me it was in fact a plain turkey.
And how stupid did I feel when I told my husband about the poor, unlucky gecko with no tail that kept getting caught by our cat. I knew it was the same gecko, of course, because he was missing a tail. You see the humour in this, I didn’t. I just thought the thing had nine lives.
And how about how every time I drove past the signs that say “speed cameras used in this area”, so I would slow down. I even thought the little white sticks on the side of the road may be where they were hiding the “speeding sensors”.
So laugh if you will (in fact, that’s the point), I can take it. But don’t think I didn’t laugh my own fool head off when an Aussie friend of mine pointed out the “baby emu” that was running around on our property. At least I have an excuse.
Now that's Zentertainment...
Zen thought for the day:
“Believe nothing, no matter where you read it, or who said it, no matter if I have said it, unless it agrees with your own reason and your own common sense.” -Buddha
photo credit: photobucket
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Comment by Jason King
Sydney Table
Salty Popcorn
Total Randomness
Australians do have a weird sense of humour, your friend probably knew it was a turkey but thought calling it a baby emu more fitting - I have to stick up for my own kind
This reminds me of the day when completing high school and were on our way to schoolies (this is a school tradition at the end of school that your entire year goes away to go nuts - kind of like your sprink break I assume) in another state and my partner at the time was highly disappointed when crossing the border that there wasn't a line like there is on the maps - she assumed there would be the white line running around the entire state LOL
Comment by Deni
Abstract Magick
Cinema Herald
But now we both live in Asia and talk about culture shock/clash? Oy veh! It's worse.
Comment by bloggingamerican