About a year and a half ago, in the midst of having my own set of crises during the summer (probably had to do with the insanity that is Opera season and working with singers) and a bout of insomnia I received a call from a distressed future bride marrying into my family of friends.  I’m sure the wedding stress and whatnot probably played a factor, and I honestly never meant to put any of it in motion.  I have pretty clear guidelines that once someone I love loves you, you’re in, you’re family.  But on this occasion, in the midst of seriousness, she used the phrase

“I really didn’t want to do it, but I had to put on my big girl panties and call.”

Not to make light of the situation, my first reaction, for the second in a year, was that I had just been pants.  Yes, I realize the obvious parallel.  Through my surprise, I thought what a great phrase.  The funny things is that big girl panties really aren’t… big, in fact they are generally the least amount of fabric that still qualifies as an article of clothing. I have on occasion blatantly stolen this phrase, much like today when having to talk to on of my 5 bosses.  I don’t actually like doing the adult thing even though I usually feel better about it afterwards, as much of my lifestyle would suggest, but at least I have a cute and funny saying to get me through.