Chelisms

Those of you who know and love me (Well, let's face it...if you know me at all you have to love me.) are well aware of my Chelisms, as my daddy calls them.

Chelisms: n 1.to accidentally, or intentionally mix up words and their proper definitions and/or pronunciations. 2. To altogether use the wrong word in the exact wrong context but keep carrying on the conversation like it was exactly correct.

I will share one example (Shout out to Jack. AKA: BFF)
Once I was telling BFF that I had bought my son some new converse sneakers. Those of you with street knowledge of shoes, know that these can be called Chuck Taylor's. Sooooooo, I referred to them as Chuck Norris'. But, I went on talking for a bit, before we both busted up laughing.

The most famous example of the "Chelism" is when I was in college. I was very upset about a girl. I exclaimed to my mom: "She is creating such a fuckus. Wait. Is that a word?" I, of course, mixed up "fuss" with "ruckus." It's a word, now, though!

The reason I am admitting this to you is this morning a "Chelism" came up that I just thought I should share. A friend and I were talking about kids getting up in the middle of the night. I explained that I shut my sons' door, and don't hear from them until morning. It's a magical time that this mommy looks forward to every night. My friend went on to say she just can't shut their door. What if someone came in? (My thought is if that person went to so much trouble as to climb the fence, climb up the second story, Pry open their locked window, proceed to carry the kids out of the window....they obviously don't know Lucas, and would probably return him within the hour.) ANYWHO....I responded "I don't worry about noises. Our dog RJ has EARS LIKE A HAWK"

Not sure, but I don't think this is right.
~Michizzle~