*** - The Birdie - ***So I was traveling Friday with my dear hubby on his work route like we do every week on Fridays. I always tag along on Fridays because once the work is done we double it as a "date" night but that's another topic all together!
Anyhow bless my hubbies soul he is one of "those" drivers who thinks he is the only sane person on the road meaning the only person who knows "how" to drive but OMG if you only knew! (shaking head) I mean he's not viscious or have road rage he just simply gets agitated with other drivers very easily.
Well tonight we were hopping along minding our own beeswax when this small car jets onto the road from one of the off ramps..no turn signal, no indication that he is about to lodge himself in front of us and winds up almost nicking the front of our big ole work van and in the process low and behold he basically cut my hubby off. We literally had to almost slam on brakes to stay off this guys bumper.
Poor hubby just tossed his hands up like in defeat into the dash of our vehicle and simply said out loud WTF fella? Do your signals not work? No way could the guy have heard him mind you but my hubby has to express himself no matter whose ears get hurt. LOL
So on down the road all is forgotten or so I thought until this same man goes to get onto another off ramp and he honked his horn as we went by and shot us the prettiest most magnanimous birdie I ever did see! The man looked old enough to be my grand pappy! Well I'm just a lil southern gal who was raised up with good standards and all like not talking to strangers, minding my manners, sitting up straight, ect... and so I figured it was only polite for me to wave back at this guy using his own strange language. I mean I told the hubby that may be how that gentlemans people said howdy! I have no idea why the hubby got so tickled when I said that? lol
Upon doing a little research on this interesting thing known as the "birdie" I found that in Western culture, the finger (aka bird), also known as the middle finger or flicking someone off, is an obscene hand gesture, often meaning the phrases "up yours" or "screw you". It is performed by showing the back of a closed fist that has only the middle finger extended upwards.
The finger is one of the most ancient insult gestures. The earliest reference to the finger comes from Ancient Greece when it was known as the (katapugon a male or a katapugaina a female) who submits to anal penetration. "The middle finger is the males organ and the curled fingers on either side are the testicles. By doing it, you are offering someone a phallic gesture. It is saying, 'this is a phallus' that you're offering to people, which is a very primeval display." I'm like ewwww just ewwww.
It is rumored that first sightings of the bird was during a battle between the French and English back in 1415 but this is regarded as mythology. I doubt we'll ever know for sure.
OK so thats my "rambling" for this week. The powerful birdie.
Leave me a comment and let me know what you think about the bird or about crazy drivers. Inquiring minds want to know!
Now the following are books with "pretty" fingers on them and not the shameful birdie. Have you read any of them? If so which did you like best? Or perhaps you have your own birdie adventure you liked to share with me? I'd love to read all about it. Just drop me a comment below!
The Adoration of Jenna Fox by Mary E. Pearson
Who is Jenna Fox? Seventeen-year-old Jenna has been told that is her name. She has just awoken from a coma, they tell her, and she is still recovering from a terrible accident in which she was involved a year ago. But what happened before that? Jenna doesn't remember her life. Or does she? And are the memories really hers?
Revealers by Amanda Marrone
Witchin' ain't easy.
Jules has a rebellious streak, a massive crush on Connor, and the abilities of a Revealer witch. By day, she and her coven friends seem like typical high school seniors. By night, they have the power to make werewolves, vampires, and ghosts reveal themselves, so they can destroy them. It's not exactly cheerleading, but at least the girls know they're doing the world some good.
One by one, Jules's friends turn eighteen and are initiated into the coven's inner circle. And one by one, they are getting completely freaked out. Jules is the youngest, and though her friends are too scared tell her what's going on, something's clearly not right. As her birthday approaches, Jules realizes she's got to find out what's behind the shadows of her coven before it's too late to save her friends...and herself. But what she discovers may be too powerful for even the toughest witches to defeat.
Girl, Stolen by April Henry
Sixteen-year-old Cheyenne Wilder is sleeping in the back of the car while her stepmom fills a prescription for antibiotics. Before Cheyenne realizes what's happening, the car is being stolen.
Griffin hadn't meant to kidnap Cheyenne and once he finds out that not only does she have pneumonia, but that she's blind, he really doesn't know what to do. When his dad finds out that Cheyenne's father is the president of a powerful corporation, everything changes--now there's a reason to keep her.
How will Cheyenne survive this nightmare?
All book covers and synopsis are from Goodreads.