Category Archives: foot in mouth

The Danger of Using Stereotypes

I spent Thanksgiving with my wife’s family in Indiana. Some of these fine Midwestern folk enjoy slipping in a joke or two about my Tennessee roots. Apparently, Southerners are racist, drink moonshine, and have crucial gaps in their education. In both the historic and more contemporary meanings of the word, Southerners aren’t “classy.” I’ve run […]

“Hey, I’m not a man!”

My great-grandmother was ninety-six when she began to lose her mind. Just think what she lived through: two World Wars, the Great Depression, the Civil Rights movement, the Cold War, her husband’s death, and the substitution of corn syrup for sugar in Coca-Cola, her favorite drink. We tend to be more patient with the idiosyncrasies […]

Things You Shouldn’t Say to Women

I was in the bathroom getting ready for the day. Megan came in. Her face was pale, and her eyes were red. “I didn’t sleep well,” she said. “You look like a corpse,” I said. Judging by the look on her face, she didn’t find my remark funny. I decided to try again. “And you […]

If you ever date more than one blond girl

If you ever date more than one girl with blond hair and blue eyes, even several years apart, be sure not to call the one named Brittany Lindsay. Twice. “Who’s Lindsay?” It’s hard to salvage an enjoyable date from the awkward apology and flimsy explanation that follow. Just go ahead and take Brittany or Lindsay […]

Bless His Heart

I don’t think he was the one responsible for naming the high school girls’ bible study that his wife led, but he didn’t anticipate a problem with the name Just Us Girls. Before long, he started using an abbreviation to make announcements, J.U.Gs, and after listening to him give details about J.U.Gs. meetings for a couple of weeks, I had to intervene.

Love Completely without Complete Understanding

I don’t know why my grandma says some of the things she does, but I try to love her completely without complete understanding. That’s how I want to love everyone.

Sexual Innuendo in Church

“Does anyone have big jugs?” he asked, making fists and raising his elbows.

Your Friendly Neighborhood Pathological Liar

Matthew’s ludicrous claims would have been funnier if he hadn’t been bleeding and holding a lethal weapon, and you might laugh if you weren’t wondering where he is and worrying that he might be your kid’s P.E. teacher.

Gutsy but not Smooth (Part II)

”Oh gosh, I just made myself sound like a total loser.”

Gutsy but not Smooth (Part I)

I knew that Rob had no expectation that I’d actually do it. I wanted to see the look on his face, and he was right, I had nothing to lose.