What does that look like?
Posted by Andrea
At the end of June, some friends of ours from Nashville (the McCaskills) visited us here in Georgia for a few hours one afternoon on their way back home from vacation. They brought along their spaniel, Barney. Fast forward to today...
Emerie and I are in Kohl's and I'm looking for a new purse. She's bringing me different ones to try. I'm looking at one that is a gorgeous color called paprika (more like a burnt orange) but feeling if-fy about whether it will really go with everything or not. I ask Emerie, "Sis - what do you think about this color?" "I like it," she replies, "but it looks like the color of Barney's dog poop, you know." I grinned and asked: "So you are telling me this purse is the color of dog poop?" At this point a stranger nearby hears us and bursts out laughing, "That's the funniest thing I've heard all day - no - all week! They just tell it like they see it, don't they?" She adds, "How old is she anyway?" as she walks away. A few minutes later I decide on the same style of purse, but in a chocolate brown shade instead. Me: "What do you think about this one, Sis?" Emerie: "I like it! Now THAT one looks more the color of Mercy's poop." Give them an audience and they'll take it a mile, huh? But I have to admit while attempting to re-tell this story to Chris tonight, I laughed so hard I was brought to tears. As I ended my story to him I asked him, "So, do you wanna see my purse that looks like dog poop?" I don't know if I'll ever get that image out of my mind. Gotta love it.
Emerie and I are in Kohl's and I'm looking for a new purse. She's bringing me different ones to try. I'm looking at one that is a gorgeous color called paprika (more like a burnt orange) but feeling if-fy about whether it will really go with everything or not. I ask Emerie, "Sis - what do you think about this color?" "I like it," she replies, "but it looks like the color of Barney's dog poop, you know." I grinned and asked: "So you are telling me this purse is the color of dog poop?" At this point a stranger nearby hears us and bursts out laughing, "That's the funniest thing I've heard all day - no - all week! They just tell it like they see it, don't they?" She adds, "How old is she anyway?" as she walks away. A few minutes later I decide on the same style of purse, but in a chocolate brown shade instead. Me: "What do you think about this one, Sis?" Emerie: "I like it! Now THAT one looks more the color of Mercy's poop." Give them an audience and they'll take it a mile, huh? But I have to admit while attempting to re-tell this story to Chris tonight, I laughed so hard I was brought to tears. As I ended my story to him I asked him, "So, do you wanna see my purse that looks like dog poop?" I don't know if I'll ever get that image out of my mind. Gotta love it.

