Don't worry about the mule going blind, just keep on loading the wagon!

How about the "rank outs"?

I'll rank you so low you'll be playing rin tin tin on a flea.

If you want something done right, you have to do it yourself.

Get back to your rat killin'. (Interpretation....go on back to whatever you were doing before you were interrupted.)

Faster than a dose of sauce through a widow woman.

Faster than a greased eel.

He'd gripe if they hung him with a new rope.

This saying of my mother's has helped me through many rough times, "What a difference a day makes." (sometimes a day can take weeks/months)

and we used to say "I'm off like a prom dress."

Lots of good ones posted that take me back to the old days and lots I'm still saying. I must be stuck in a time warp.

Today is the tomorrow you worried about yesterday and everything is okay.

Regarding "What a difference a day makes!".......

That's one I heard a lot and thought about, too. Somebody once said on television that they wrote many letters that they never mailed, because after sleeping on one for a night, they decided it was better not to send it. And they were glad they never mailed those hot ones.

I've tried to remind myself not to immediately mail a letter or email I've written while being "hot under the collar", and to sleep on it overnight.

Sure enough, the next day after sleeping on it, the emotions and/or anger or distress have "simmered down" and I think, "oh, just let it go".

Just by writing it, it gets it out of our mind where it has been stewing toward the boiling point or "my worst nightmare" imagination stage.

Then the biggest problem is remembering not to click the "Send" or "Submit" button instantly!

I had a spiffy grandmother who told her granddaughters..

"It's better to be looked over than overlooked."

My sister used to say:

That's how the mop flops.

That's the way the cookie crumbles.

Rob and Laura were from New Rochelle, NY I think (not too far from Danbury).

"I'd rather have a bottle in front of me, than a frontal lobotomy!!!"

You're right, Ekdk! I was wrong. There's a real New Rochelle, and that's where Rob & Laura lived! So who was from Danbury? Mr. Ed? Is that where Lucy & Ricky moved to? Somebody lived in Danbury, didn't they? :undecided:

what ever floats your boat