Let's count some of the ways in which I am nermified.
First: my friends and family are all-too-familiar with my trucker's mouth. However, not wanting to pass this nasty habit on to my Bean, I have tried to clean up my act. I regularly say things like:
- Good gracious!
- Whoa, Nelly!
- Uh oh, spagettios!
- You're a silly billy!
- Geez, Louise!
Sometimes I slip a little, and have to recover, through gritted teeth:
FFFFFFFFFFFFF-u-u-unny dog....
Shhhhhhhhhhhhh-ugar!
And sometimes I really do slip and promise myself I'll try harder next time.
Anyway, I recently heard myself played back on a video that Hubby took saying "Good graaaaacious!" in my baby-talk voice and I realized what a dork I've become.
Other Nermy things of note:
- I sing along to the piped-in music at the grocery store. Out loud. And I don't care who hears me.
- I sang "Itsy Bitsy Spider" - complete with the accompanying hand movements - in front of a bunch of people I didn't know trying to get Bean to smile while having her pictures taken at Picture People (and anyone familiar with my trucker's mouth is also painfully aware of my inability to carry a tune, even one as simple as Itsy Bitsy). Technically, also, I think that patronizing said photo store in the first place already qualifies as supremely nermy.
- The spot on my counter previously occupied by gin, vermouth, and Shiraz now has a lovely assortment of Juicy Juice, Organic Elmo crackers, and plastic sippy cups. (Those other things are still in my kitchen, of course - just not as readily accessible ;-)
- I have crazy kids' music (Old MacDonald B-I-N-G-O, Ten in the Bed, etc.) playing at most times, much to the horror of my friends when they stop by for a visit ("Who ARE you?")
- I have subscriptions to Parents magazine, Baby Talk, and Good Housekeeping (all of which are labeled "wicked dorky" by my co-workers)
- I traded my 5-speed Beemer for a station wagon. (OK, it's a Passat, but a wagon nonetheless.)
- The first thing I uploaded to my new iPod Touch was a Sesame Street video
- Etc., etc., etc.
