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When it's raining out and I have to take an umbrella with me, I worry that I'll leave it somewhere -- like in a doctor's office, or on the trolley. So I force myself to chant: "UM-brella, UM-brella, brella brella UM" over and over again. Sometimes I mix it up, and put the emphasis on "brella," but that's rare.
[Isn't this girl lovely? She's lebonbonmulticolore, and she's from Montreal, which I hope means she has a cute French-Canadian accent.]
Liz Spikol is senior contributing editor of Philadelphia Weekly. She writes the award-winning column The Trouble With Spikol, which began as a chronicle of her struggle with mental illness, and has since expanded into humorous musings on everything from graphic novels to how to use a mop. She also writes the paper's book review column, Lit Gloss. This blog -- named one of the Top 10 Bipolar Blogs of 2007 by PsychCentral -- is about mental illness policy, news, personal journeys and more.
Comments
I think I might have this problem also if I lived in a wet climate. Luckily my only need for any kind of head covering usually just involves concerns over melanoma, which is of little relevance in the near term. If I ever move to a wet place, I think I'll remember that umbrella chant.
Posted by: Kent | June 29, 2007 06:23 PM
Just keep practiceing the Um Um Um Um Um :-)
Posted by: Philip | July 1, 2007 02:28 PM
Regarding the phrase "if my head wasn't attached I would forget it"- I often chant "cere-BELL-um".
I tell people it is my mantra and they let me be.
Posted by: HS | July 2, 2007 11:40 AM