While walking outside the Norwegian royal palace today I said something dumb and immediately started trying to correct myself. Jamie looked at me and said, “Diggin’ your hole out of a grave, are you?”
That’s what we call a “Robinson-ism”. Jamie’s late grandfather’s last name was Robinson and this mixing of metaphors and making up words and phrases seems to be genetic because at least three generations of Robinsons have been afflicted with it.
Some of Jamie’s are hilarious, others are mysterious, and some are just plain deep thoughts stumbled upon accidentally.
Unfortunately, she’s much more careful since I started my “Robinson-ism” file so her Robinson-isms are now far fewer and much farther between. So I treasure each of them more than ever.