Last month I blogged about my son getting to vote for the Bluebonnet award. If you missed that post the gist of it was I tried to coerce him into voting for THE Feedstore Chronicles. I of course was joking but he was serious when he replied, "No Dad, the award is for GOOD books."
No respect for Dad the author that day but this last week I was redeemed.
There we were riding in the car. The subject of Gold came up. As in digging for gold as a euphemism for nose picking. With 10 and 12 year old boys conversations with subjects like nose picking are sadly the norm.
Anyway my wife chimes in and says "You don't want people calling you a Miner 49er."
"A what?" my son asks.
She again says, "Miner 49er. That's what they called gold miners back in the day."
"Who called them that?" I asked no perplexed myself.
Jennifer shrugged. "That's just what they are called. That's why the football team is called 49ers."
I said, "They are called that because the California Gold Rush occurred in 1849, but I've never heard the term Miner 49er."
"Well I have my," wife said, "And I'm telling yout hat is what they were called."
I shook my head and said, "I think you dreamed that up."
It was a this point my son chimed in with, "YOU BETTER LISTEN TO DAD. HE WRITES BOOKS AND STUFF."
Now you better believe. I gave an AMEN! to that statement. And don't think I haven;t used it many times since. Every time my wife even give me a doubtful look I remind her, "Hey, I write books and stuff." I'm thinking about getting a batch of shirts made with the slogan.
By the way I googled Miner 49er and guess what, I did find a reference to the term. Miner Forty-Niner was a two bit villain in a Scooby Doo episode.
So my wife gleaned her info from the most time honored of History sources --Scooby Doo. And guess what? She would have gotten away with it, if it wasn't for those meddling kids.