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September 13, 2007
Ten Things
Today folks, What's a Delmer Look Like is featuring a guest blogger. Lady Penelope, of Being a British Citizen and Host During My Vacation Fame, has put together a list of 10 things she learned about me during my stay in England. I promised I wouldn't change or add anything to the list. You can read my comments in the comments section of the entry.
1. He is seriously scared of spiders, even dead ones!
Staying in The Boonies Delmer noticed a (dead) spider in my sister’s kitchen sink. As he ran the tap (faucet) the water caused the spider to move and he jumped backwards, squealing like a girl! We all teased him about that one for days! He did point out that he squealed like a *big* girl though.
2. He can juggle
I think the juggling involved 3 lemons. My children were very impressed. He passed up the opportunity to demonstrate using a bowling ball, an egg and a chainsaw.
3. He can spin a basketball on the tip of his finger
Once again he impressed the children greatly. On the day that we shopped for sports gear they found a ball for sale and insisted he demonstrated again right there in the store. As basketball isn’t the big deal over here that it is in the States they ooooh’d and ahhhhh’d to the extent that Delmer felt he should buy the ball for them just to shut them up! He very patiently taught them how to do it and we still have all the windows in tact…for now.
4. He can iron…and iron well!
In my experience there are not too many men who can do this, or at least not do it very well. Not only can Delmer iron well, but he insists on his clothes being crease-free at all times. I never iron if I can avoid it so this was a bit of a novelty, to say the least.
5. He does not believe anything I tell him!
Delmer needs to verify almost everything I tell him so that our conversations generally go like this:
Delmer: Not that I don’t 100% trust you, BUT, I did just check this out to see for myself…
Me: Well I did tell you!!
Delmer: Like I said…I do believe you…now that I have checked the facts out…
(I am cracking up typing that one)
6. He has the driest wit of anyone I have ever met
We all know Delmer is hilariously funny, but hearing stories told straight from the horse’s mouth (umm, so to speak), you appreciate them even more. He tells them in such a dead-pan manner that I cannot understand how he doesn’t crack himself up as everyone around him is crying with laughter. His humour is extremely English in that respect, dry and self-deprecating. He was a big hit here, not just with people I introduced him to, but bar staff, waitresses, store staff, even the supermarket delivery guy! It seems a Delmer can charm the birds out of the trees!
7. He snores like a train!
On our trip to The Boonies Delmer fell asleep in the car, head back, mouth wide open, and snored so loudly that we had to turn up the CD player! The children, sitting in the back of the car, thought it was hilarious and couldn’t stop laughing!
8. He needs to eat and drink almost constantly
If Delmer is not eating he is drinking (water, diet coke, or the occasional beer…) and he seems to need feeding every couple of hours or so. Think “Little Shop of Horrors”. I do not know how he stays in such great shape, but then he is a tad taller than your average person.
9. Lucky Pennies and Super Powers
If we were walking anywhere and Delmer saw a penny on the ground he would pick it up and put it in his shoe. How he can even see the ground from that great height, I do not know. They did perhaps bring him luck though. He has often mentioned his Incredible Line Avoidance Super Power, (and I did bear witness to this on several occasions), but his other super power is that he can control the weather! After the worst summer on record in England, on the day that Delmer arrived the temperatures suddenly soared, the rain stopped, and it stayed that way right up until the day he left – incredible!
10. A Delmer is a gentleman. (He will hate this)
This may not come as a surprise to anyone who has met, or spent time with Delmer, and it didn’t to me, but I wanted to just say a few nice things, seeing as I have teased mercilessly in the above statements. Delmer hates compliments and will always do his utmost to change the subject, so I know that he will squirm reading this section. He really is a true gentleman, in every respect. He opens doors, carries bags, refills wine glasses (very important!), brings wonderful gifts on visits, helps around the house (and garden) and is indeed a delight to be around. (That was a Delmerism I slipped in to see if anyone noticed!) You could not meet a kinder, funnier, more generous soul if you tried. It’s my absolute pleasure to call him my friend.
Posted by delmer at September 13, 2007 12:29 AM
Comments
Spiders: The spider in question was one of those large, gross, oddly shaped ones. When the water hit it the spider moved rapidly (and fluidly ... get it?) toward me. Inasmuch as I thought the spider was dead (or at least asleep) I shrieked a little quite a bit as it lunged at me.
Lady P has assured me that there were no spiders in England that could hurt me. But, she also told me they had cold beer.
Ironing: This one will surprise the guys I work with as they've seen me come to work in damp shirts that I'd dampened thinking the wrinkles would magically fall out of the shirt as it dried. (I'm pretty sure they do.) I had to iron in England as I felt I was representing the entire United States. I don't care if other Americans think I'm a slob, but I don't want our British cousins to think all Yanks are slobs.
I don't believe anything Lady P says: This is not true. I always believe everything she tells me. I just Google whatever it is we're talking about as a means of fleshing it out.
Lucky Pennies: They have to be face up to be lucky.
Being a gentleman: Isn't it sad that doing things as simple as opening doors and carrying bags makes me a gentleman? What are the rest of you guys (not WADLL readers, other guys we don't know) doing? Get off your asses! Open a door! Carry a bag! Carry a bag through a door you've just opened!
Posted by: delmer at September 12, 2007 11:29 PM
I am incapable of ironing. Truly hopeless at it, actually. I end up putting more wrinkles into the fabric than there were to start with if I even attempt it. I don't know whether or not to be jealous of your ironing talents...
Posted by: Dave2 at September 13, 2007 1:31 AM
Lady P was being kind. I think she means I iron well enough for a guy. My mother could iron circles around me.
Posted by: delmer at September 13, 2007 8:06 AM
Having seen a Delmer in action during several days, I cannot help to congratulate Lady_Penelope with her sharp analises of a Delmer. The 10 commandments of a Delmer are an example of her sharp mind. Her lack of Ironing does not make it less impressive.
Posted by: Jacj at September 13, 2007 2:33 PM
SPRUNG!!!! You edited something in your comment ;o)
I wonder why?!!
Oooh if I wrote the post does it mean I get to reply to the comments? I might get into this blogging lark after all ;o)
Posted by: Pen at September 13, 2007 2:44 PM
Jack: Lady P, as you know, is very wise and sharp. Especially for a blonde.
Lady P: Ah. Another example of your sharpness. I felt bad for picking on the queen. She seemed like such a nice lady that afternoon she knighted me.
Posted by: delmer at September 13, 2007 5:04 PM
Please blog, Lady P. You and Delmer could do point-counterpoint. I'd read it faithfully. :)
Posted by: Rob at September 13, 2007 6:04 PM
Yeah yeah, Delmer's "the greatest": but his best talent is quite subtle. Let's just say the words...."nostril flair" .... and be done with it.
Word.
D
Posted by: Darrell at September 13, 2007 10:10 PM
Rob - I might just do that ;o)
Darrell - oh he has so many subtle talents - most of which I couldn't possibly mention here ;o)
Posted by: Pen at September 14, 2007 11:35 AM
Penny,
If you did experience the nostril flair first hand, I pity the fool who has to top THAT to swoon you. Many a bird has fallen prey to the "flair". It's an unfair advantage.
Posted by: Darrell at September 15, 2007 11:56 PM



