I'm Down To My Last Lightbulb
It's not an idiom, it's literal. I have these enormous vaulted ceilings — they must be about 147 feet high. Anyways, there are two fans with a total of eight lightbulbs in them. When I first moved in last month, one of the first thoughts I had was, “I'm gonna need a small helicopter to get up there to change those”. Over the last couple weeks they've 'popped' out one by one. So now I'm Down To My Last Lightbulb. I kinda like the phrase and I'm claiming it as my very own idiom to be used as a replacement for “I've just about had it” or “I'm gonna rip my hair out” or “That's it, I'm gonna kill somebody”.
I wonder if I should get that copywritten. My friend Kate invented internet laughter, which looks like this: alksdjflkasjdflasdfjlkasjflksafdjlaskdfjka;ls It's for when “LOL” just won't do. And I see people using it all the time who probably don't know from whence it came. At any rate, the kids are getting loud and I'm about Down To My Last Lightbulb, so I'd better go for now.
and HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY DEAR FRIEND KATE, THE GREAT INVENTER OF INTERNET LAUGHTER
Love, Jenefer R. Wright Igarashi of the Great Rolling Squish, Inventor of Idioms, Slayer of Flies, Destroyer of Itchy Skin, and Protector of Personal Pretzels That Little Children Are Not Allowed to Eat.
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on October 12th, 2005 at 10:30 am
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I think you are about one lightbulb short of a fruitcake.
on October 12th, 2005 at 10:40 am
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Note To Self…. continue to politely aviod Gena’s Special Lightbulb Fruitcake. Sure, it’s pretty and all, but the abdominal bleeding is not worth it.
on October 12th, 2005 at 11:12 am
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You know Jen, it has become a ritual for me to check your blog!! I know if I am feelings stressed or tired or anything in the gloomy dept, your going to make me laugh. I find it so refreshing that you can make any situation funny!
BTW, once you guys get up there to change those light bulbs, may i suggest fluorescent bulbs. Those little swirly bulbs. They cost a bit more, BUT they last forever it seems. Lucky and I put them in the boys bathroom when we moved in 4 years ago, and they just started going out. They use a whole lot less energy too. A 100 watt bulb only uses like 23 watts or something. If there is a Sams Club close to you, they have a pack of like 8 for like $9.
I pray your last bulb holds out until you can change them.
on October 12th, 2005 at 11:30 am
Bless your heart!
Jen –
If you haven’t heard this phrase yet — I want to be the first to tell you BLESS YOUR HEART! That was one thing I heard a lot when we first moved out here to Sevier County. Kind of made my face twitch thinking about what that meant. Is your face twitching?
Any way so sorry to hear about the light bulbs and the ichy poison ivy. Did you ever find the creeping vine thing that is suppossed to cure it? I’m sure those light bulbs the previous poster mentioned would be wonderful. Please let me know how you get up the 145 feet to change them. BE CAREFUL!
Maria
on October 12th, 2005 at 12:39 pm
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To escape all the stresses, try this kind of noise…
ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
But if you are stressed with a bad dream, try eating chocolate!
But not too much or you will have a tummy ache and to escape that, try some TUMS.
And to escape the bill of the TUMS, try some aspirin.
But not too much or you will get sick.
So take some medicine but be sure the medicine goes well with aspirin.
There. That’s my advice.
~Samuel (age 8)
on October 12th, 2005 at 1:47 pm
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I’m gonna use that on Doug next time he stresses me out. I’ll betcha he will know what it means, too! Your sister is trying to get me to give her a nasty rabbit’s foot for you. Just a “heads up” Get even. Hurry.
on October 12th, 2005 at 2:01 pm
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I am just a stealer of idioms. And I didn’t know that’s what they were until today.
For instance; The “I dropped my basket” I used the other day in your comments.
It is from the book The Ya Ya Sisters.
So now when I lose it. I shall say.
I dropped my basket.
There’s something about it :o)
Donna
on October 12th, 2005 at 3:36 pm
You are too funny.
I love you and thanks for my birthday poem and tribute. I would like to thank all the little people who bring all the lasdjf;aslfkjas;dflksj to my life.
:+) LOVE you,
Kate (Living in the Poison Ivy Free Zone of CA)
on October 12th, 2005 at 3:42 pm
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You know, they make these really nifty bulb installers for gigantuan ceilings, it extends probably about 4 times my height (keep in mind I’m 4’11”) and it works fairly well, although my neck hurts at the end from having to look straight up! I got mine at Lowe’s or Home depot, one of those big places I get lost in!
on October 12th, 2005 at 4:01 pm
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Git one of theeeeeese:
http://store1.yimg.com/I/comfort_1864_64656011
on October 12th, 2005 at 4:09 pm
Thank you, Thank You!
NOW I finally know what adslkseroweruwldfasdflasdsda…….or however you spell it………finally means……..(at least that’s my “left handed” spelling of it).
What wonderful wisdom I gain every time I visit…..
😉
H~
on October 12th, 2005 at 6:45 pm
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When we first moved here, people at Walmart would say things like–‘You have 5 children! Bless your heart!’ Someone told us it means–‘you must have the brain of a flea’ or something to that effect.
Your living space must be rather dark by now!
on October 12th, 2005 at 7:49 pm
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I’ve had a “Down to my last lightbulb” week. Thanks for the laugh.
on October 12th, 2005 at 8:28 pm
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Hurry hurry home Geoff! It’s no tellin’ what he’ll find when he gets there!
Are you really this upbeat and find humor in such depressing situations, or is this your internet pseudo personality? I wish I could be you. Without the fleas, I mean poison ivy, 42 kids, nudy drunk old neighbors, and sewer yard.
Seriously, I love reading your posts. You are one of a kind.
on October 12th, 2005 at 9:45 pm
'Dat a girl!…
Glad to see ya back… you never cease to make me laugh… hysterically… (as;lekfjsa;dlfja;sdlfj;asldfj;asldfj;lasdfj;lsadfjlasdfjlsdjf;alkjsdf;alksjfd… did I spell that right?… I would hate for it to mean something else…)
Anyway… Love the “last lightbulb” thing. Why is it that when one goes, they all go anyway? It’s kinda like the lost sock thing… or toilet paper as the case is in our house… today I realized that while I was sitting on the toilet, so I had to send 3.B.7 to the neighbor’s to get a roll…
Seriously, is there EVER a dull moment in your home? Curious… are you secretly a manic? Who are we kidding here… secretly?! I think it’s obvious… I know that’s why I love ya! So… when is your book coming out? I think the title “Down to My Last Lightbulb” would be absolutely wonderful! I’m up for proofing! Let me know!
Love ya,
Amy
on October 12th, 2005 at 10:00 pm
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Too many book titles… too little time… honestly… I have so many book titles, I wonder if I’ll ever get to writing them… Let’s see… there’s “101 Things NOT to Say to Your Wife” (My husband has been helping me with that one for years now… we’re on volume six…), “Create in Me a Clean Heart” (A Devotional for the Disorganized)… well, and just a million more… (by the way, these are ALL copywrited, so no one get crazy… tee hee…)
Later…
ME
on October 12th, 2005 at 10:42 pm
I feel your pain…
we need to change the batteries in our smoke detectors (are these the only things left in the world that take 9 volt batteries?) I need to get my DH on the ladder. I fell off of it the last time I climbed up on that thing..
on October 12th, 2005 at 11:11 pm
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Oh bless you heart, Jen!
If you have a chandelier or ceiling fan with multiple light bulbs and one goes out, you should always change ALL of them since the others are never far behind. Then the next time one goes out you will know that the others really don’t have much time left since you replaced them all at the same time the last time you replaced them.
How’s your poison ivy rash coming along, dear heart?
Bless your heart,
Marsha
on October 12th, 2005 at 11:54 pm
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Well now I know from whence it came
It came from Kate, she’s the one to blame
Hubby Geoff better get home in a hurry
before Jen gets down to her last lightbulb scurry
Her kids are loud and I wonder why
for surely Jen is really really shy
I’ve been reading poems all day long
cause it’s Kate’s birthday, ding dong
For now I shall stop writing in rhyme
Jen, go dance on the ceiling and have a good time?
on October 13th, 2005 at 12:36 am
I know exactly what you need
You need to do what the last tenants did and buy a house…hey! I know! buy mine!!! It’s for sale and I have this great 5 acre place I wanna get to BAD…I’ll even leave the cabinets hooked up for ya nice and tight to the wall-like.
on October 13th, 2005 at 6:21 am
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What you need to do is get all ya’ll’s kids to make a gigantic pyrimad to get to them thar light bulbs. I’ll rent out my kid’s if ya need a couple extry.
~the great 21st poster who is confident this WILL be read
on October 13th, 2005 at 7:57 am
22nd poster
I wanted to be the 21st poster but got beat to it. CONGRATULATIONS! HOWEVER — as Jen said “the 21st commenter just so happens to be the one I always read the MOST, second only to the 22nd commenter.” So yippee to me!
on October 13th, 2005 at 7:58 am
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Oh and asdkjjirterktjoipotiyrlkdgfhjlijtyrtlkjkgldkfjgldkj;ngdn – I hope I spelled that right. : )
on October 13th, 2005 at 11:16 am
by the way,
where the heck are you staying anyway and what made you drive by and say, oooh what a lovely place this is? Or was it one of those “who cares where we stay” choices because it’s only temporary? Just wondering!~Your future roommate ~Jammie