Saturday, October 23, 2010

Alanis Morissette doesn't know Boo about irony...

Way back in my school days we learned about Irony... I remember that class distinctly.  That was the class where my teacher told me that I should bring licorice for the whole class if I wanted to eat it.  I did.  Then the teacher told me that sitting with my feet up on the desk and displaying the soles of my shoes was akin to flipping him the bird.  He probably shouldn't have told me that...

He was actually a cool teacher - and I still remember learning about irony.  So when Alanis Morissette sang all about Irony I wanted to cringe...  I mean... a black fly in your chardonnay probably sucks, but it's only ironic if every other item on the menu is "black fly beverage" and you order Chardonnay specifically because you're not in the mood for fly.  Even then...  And rain on your wedding day?  Yeah, not ironic - and actually quite nice if you're the kind of girl who likes the rain.  I suppose if you'd planned the wedding based on the least likely day for rain - then maybe I can give you irony... but let's be honest...  being saved from certain death floating on Queequeg's coffin's got it beat hands down.

Me?  I know my irony...  like this morning - My shoes were there on the floor.  My "special" shoes... the ones my therapist and my podiatrist both highly recommended for my poor ailing ankles.  These shoes (plus the pricy inserts that reside wherein) are designed to support my ankles, designed to keep me from twisting my ankles.  Unfortunately - that doesn't work so well when the shoes are on the floor where I am trying to walk.  Yep, here's me, back in a stupid brace and taking Ibuprofen like it's going out of style.

Now THAT's Irony...  but you can't dance to it. 


(with apologies for being a horribly absent blogger this past week... I'm sure to improve now that I'm sitting around with my ankle elevated :)

13 comments:

Kristina P. said...

Love it.

Barbaloot said...

You should contact Alanis and let her know. Maybe she could write a song using that word correctly now.

I hope the Ibuprofen is helping. And I hope you're using this as an excuse to eat yummy treats for recuperation purposes.

Jenn said...

Perfect. That song has been a thorn in my side since it came out. And I was 13 when it came out. So it was NOT cool to dislike Ms. Morrissette for any reason, much less a grammatical one.

Boo for your foot, though.

Megz said...

Change her words to 'just plain bad luck' and it sounds quite catchy. You have so sing 'em really fast though...
Sorry about your weenie ankle.

Cherie said...

Well T I feel bad for you but I might be jumping for joy if it was me because I would love a few days to sit around! Then again the pain not so much. Sorry for your ankles.
Alanis sucks - seriously!

One Cluttered Brain said...

Ay yi yi. sorry for the pain.
but yay that you will be around more! :))
Love ya T.

LC said...

Oh that is ironic. Sounds like it could make a pretty good re-mastered version of the song. What rhymes with ibuprofen?

Saimi said...

Ouch! Your poor ankles!

I wish I was in your class eating licorice with you! I bet he wasn't expecting you to really do it! HA!
Good for you!!

Sher said...

Isn't it ironic? A little TOO ironic. Sorry about your ankle. I'll call and tell you about Baab Cratchit -- maybe you'll smile.

Annette Lyon said...

Yes, yes, yes! I hate that song for that very reason!

Missy said...

LOL! Hope the ankle heals quickly!

Charlotte said...

Now that song is stuck in my head. Which, I'll give you, isn't as bad as tripping over your own shoes.

Hope you recover quickly!

Lisa said...

That IS ironic...I twisted my ankle on my way to water aerobics, which I had specifically signed up for because of it's low impact. Does that count?