It is funny how the mind works sometimes or doesn’t work as the case may be. Yesterday I was supposed to cut a friend’s hair (an older man in our fellowship who doesn’t get out much). I called him to cancel and schedule another time. I started to say, "Can I take a rain…" but the word eluded me. I thought, "rain maker, rain gauge, rain cloud, rain down on me…" but no "rain check." I almost LOL trying to think of the right word. It did not come to me until long after the conversation was over. And then when I least expect it, I think of the word.
The other day Toby was telling me of a backhoe company that we might be able to use for digging the footing for our house. He could not think of the name of the company. "It’s over on old Hwy 7 just past Dawn’s house," he said.
Me, "Oh, I’ve seen that place. It’s called…hmm, something about a bird…hmm, bird’s nest…"
Toby, "I think it is called something like Hobbknobbers."
Me, "Yeah! That’s it!"
We looked at each other for a minute. Then I said, "Well, maybe hobbknobber reminds me of a bird or bird’s nest."
Now that I think about it, I think the name of the backhoe company was more like "hob-gobbler’s nook." Who know what the real name of the place is! It still reminds me of a bird for some reason.