FABERGÉ! Anyone else coming up with fabergé eggs? No? WOO HOO, I WIN SOCS.
Except for the fact that there’s no way I can write a post about fabergé eggs unless I find a way to drop a lot of words about how I know next to nothing about fabergé eggs other than they’re kinda fancy. Right? Hold on…and I just googled fabergé eggs and “fancy” would be an understatement on par with the Eiffel Tower is kinda hard to miss.
Moving right along.
The truth is “Fab!” was the first thing that popped into my head when I read the prompt. Remember when that slang word was everywhere? How’s it going? Fab! Did you hit Billy’s party on Friday night? Yeah, so fab! My ‘rents are getting me a car for my birthday. OH-EM-GEE THAT IS FREAKING FAB.
Okay, I may have mixed my decades on that last one but you get the point.
Turns out fab as slang has morphed to a few more definitions. It can still mean “fabulous” for an adjective but apparently “fake ass bitch” has joined the lexicon as in omg, Becky is such a fab, you know she totally ditched us to hit the movies with Milo.*
* Names have been changed to protect the imaginary characters.
I’m a grownup so while I may not be tossing fab out there it’s entirely possible I think it once in a while. Especially seeing as we’ve got a middle school girl and being a straight up, true friend is feeling a bit unicorn, pie in the sky, can I borrow your fairy godmother right now. Bee told me middle school was a rough road. Pretty sure “toughest three years” may have been thrown out there. She isn’t wrong. SO FAR! SHE ISN’T WRONG SO FAR! [That’s fast enough to keep from jinxing high school, right? RIGHT??]
Linda hosts Stream of Consciousness Saturday. This week’s prompt is “‘fab.’ Use it as a word or find a word beginning with “fab.” As always, use any way you’d like. Have fun!”