Sunday, August 12, 2018

Mrs. Satan should call the police....

For weeks now, with all the late July and August rains, hardly a day passes when there isn't a time when the sun is shining in part of the sky and part of the sky is cloud covered and raining.

My maternal Grandmother, Lina Manona Sadler Jones used to say, when the sun shone while it was raining: "the devil is beating his wife."

She--and others in the Jones family--are the only people I've ever heard say that.

I wonder if it's an Irish saying--the Irish have the market on strange sayings?

(You see, my great-grandfather Jones was really named O'Connor but he and his two brothers got into such a fight on the voyage over they gave fake names at Ellis Island so they couldn't ever find each other in the new world. "Jones" is Welsh, to add insult to injury. Another thing the Irish have cornered the market on is holding a grudge!)

Or maybe it's a Sadler saying from Britain or Germany.

Who knows? Who could find out?

{Well, hold on, I googled the saying and found out it probably comes from somewhere in the British Isles and in its original form is: 'The Devil is beating his wife behind the door with a shoulder of mutton." And does have to do with raining with the sun shining.}

So, you can ignore my original proposition that only my grandmother said it.

Google is amazing--but the truth is, I much prefer the time, just a minute or two ago, when I thought it was Mam-maw's saying....

Who was it that said, "the truth shall set you free, but first it will piss you off?"

Anyway, given the frequency of the devil's domestic abuse, Mrs. Satan should call the police and social services. And she should find a good divorce lawyer--which shouldn't be hard given where she resides.

And honestly, who, even the Devil, has a shoulder of mutton around?

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