I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but I have this weird tag line.

I would be seriously impressed if any of you figured out what it refers to, but then, that would mean you have a weirdo brain like me. And, I’m not sure we want two of us out here in the world walking around… talking to people… operating a motor vehicle…

Back in the day, there was this song by Salt n Pepa.

I loved Salt n Pepa.

Anywho, the song was Whatta Man. As in, Whatta Man, Whatta Man, Whatta Man, What a Mighty Good Man.

(Yes he is.)

I adored this song, and committed myself to learning all the lyrics. Back in the pre-internet days that meant listening to the cassette tape over and over and over and over.

Well, that didn’t necessarily mean that I knew what they were saying.

The rap in that song was rockin. I loved it, and there was this line that I absolutely adored:

He’s a lover and a fighter and a knocka-knocka-out Don’t take him for a sucker cause that’s not what he’s about.

So, for me, my tag line had meaning. I altered it to “A Lover and a Fighter and a Knocka-Knocka-Out” with the silent tag line (Don’t Take Her for a Sucker Cause that’s Not What She’s About). I had a little thrill knowing that if anyone ever did get the reference, that silent “tag line” would be the logical next line. (Refer to weirdo statement above.)

Except, apparently, that’s not what the lyrics actually are.

Ryan enlightened me that she’s not lyrically-lengthening the word “knock out,” which to me either meant a hottie or a go-getter. Alas, she is actually saying that he’ll knock an n-word out.

Sigh. He’s a fighter AND he’s knocking someone out? Seriously. A little overkill if you ask me.

So instead of my tag line referencing a song that refers to her fella as a go-getter. I’m referencing a lyric in which a “good man” is defined as both a fighter and a guy who will knock a BLEEP out.

Boo face.

Regardless, the fact that I got the line wrong actually suits me more than it did when I thought I had it right.

That’s kind of who I am. I get things wrong, backwards, upside down. I make a lot of “stupid” mistakes. I go through life thinking I’ve got it figured out when I’m glaringly wrong. And, it usually takes someone pointing out my error for me to figure it out.

Back when I was young and knew everything, it drove me nuts how my mom would get the lyrics to every popular song wrong. Instead of “Say My Name, Say My Name” by Destiny’s Child, she heard “Lemonade, Lemonade.” It drove me nuts: “Gawd Mom, that’s just dumb!”

And, she would just smile and shrug her shoulders and go on singing, “Lemonade, Lemonade.”

Back then, it was just embarrassing. Now, I realize just how awesome it is that she could bebop her way through life to her own soundtrack.

And, I also realize how much like her I am.

When I made that collage header above, I thought that tag line was just unique enough to speak to the woman I’ve become.

And, I was right.

But… I was also wrong.

Exactly.