Personally, I don’t see how we can survive these days without the Land of Ish.
I mean, think about it. You’re due in a meeting at work at a certain time, say nine o’clock. You did everything you should have done to be there on time – got up early, out the door on time, filled your gas tank the night before.
What you didn’t do is inherit a magic wand to control all the elements of life. Things like a sick child. The traffic flow. The weather.
You arrive at your meeting at 9:20. The boss looks at her watch when you enter. You give her a thumbs up and she nods. Why? Because you arrived at 9-ish!
Another scenario: It was all fun and games to talk about your age for the first thirty or so years of your life. Now, pushing forty (or fifty or *horrors* sixty), you wonder if the promotion you’re panting after will go to someone younger.
Maybe it’s something more artsy you’re craving … like a part in a play, a chance to sing or give a speech. Will the powers that be choose you over your younger counterparts? You certainly don’t look or feel your age. In fact, you’re downright ridiculously youthful. Is it your fault the world lusts after youth and beauty? Of course not!
When it comes time to spill the beans about your age (providing no one knows already), will you 1) tell the truth right out, and the results be hanged, or 2) bestow upon the inquirer a glorious smile and a shrug and say, oh, 30-ish, or 40-ish, or … well, you get the picture.
It’s not a lie.
It’s the Land of Ish at your service!
Ish serves us in other ways, too. Check this out ...
Don’t bother to go to that restaurant. It’s too cheapish.
My blind date was freakish.
I can’t join a group of such childish people.
My husband’s boyish smile gives me stomach flutters.
She wasn’t at all standoffish.
He got the job because he seemed the least amateurish.
Your kid was feverish this morning, too?
My new car is kind of bluish.
Whew! The Land of Ish is a busy place!
Ish is a descriptive suffix that makes comrades of strangers, knits friends tighter and gives all of us something to nod our heads about in agreement.
I’m not suggesting the Land of Ish run for president or anything, but it might make a good senator! After all, it’s not priggish, squeamish or mulish.
It’s simply stylish!
Hooray for the Land of Ish!
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Jodi Lea Stewart was born in Texas and grew up in Apache County on a cattle ranch near Concho, Arizona. She left the University of Arizona in Tucson to move to San Francisco, where she learned about peace, love and exactly what she didn't want to do with her life. Since then, Jodi graduated summa cum laude with a BS in Business Management, raised two children, worked as an electro-mechanical drafter, penned humor columns for a college periodical, wrote regional western articles and served as managing editor of a Fortune company newsletter. She currently resides in Texas and New Mexico with her husband, two Standard poodles, two rescue cats and numerous gigantic, bossy houseplants. Silki, the Girl of Many Scarves: SUMMER OF THE ANCIENT is her first novel. CANYON OF DOOM is her second novel in the Silki, the Girl of Many Scarves series.