Oh boy... um...
"Well, that's the rancid olive in my martini of misery"-- when something happnes to just really pile poop on top of more poop. Yes, I really do say that.
I'm very fond of "Always a pony somewhere" when I'm trying to find the bright side.
My husband says I and my brother have a verbal tic that he's heard no one else use, including anyone else in our family. He says we have a way of saying, "ohhhh" when someone tells us something. He says, translated, it means, "I'm really not very interested in what you just said, but I'm trying to be polite."
Now, how he figured THAT out I have no idea. Because he's exactly right.
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