Buttercups are yellow.
Normally I wouldn't spend too much time thinking about Buttercups, but the other day I was shopping at an artist's village in Key Largo and I saw a funny placard hanging on the wall. It was painted on an old piece of driftwood and had a simple piece of wire hanging from the top.
It said: "Suck it up, Buttercup!"
I can't tell you how many times in the past 72 hours I have found myself repeating that little mantra in my head - and out loud for that matter.
Lost your quarter after my telling you 1,000 times to keep it in your pocket?
"Suck it up, buttercup."
Decided you wanted cheese on your sandwich after I asked five times and finally made the decision to make it without cheese?
"Suck it up, buttercup."
Turned your paper in late, but still think you should get full credit because you didn't see the deadline posted on the syllabus and on the website?
"Suck it up, buttercup"
Just received an email from my husband's assistant listing dates for six business trips that my husband has planned between now and August 22?
"Suck it up, buttercup."
How about you, buttercup? What do you need to suck up?
Shining off until tomorrow...