Been spending a lot of time the past week with extended family and sharing memories of our newly departed +Vickie Elizabeth+. The lighter side of our memory of Mama Vickie is all the colorful phrases she used. Being the daughter of unknown ancestors which mom referred to as ridgerunners, she would often use phrases that could only be defined and understood in the context of how they were used. Below is an attempt to bring some formal definition to some of these mom-isms:
“Were you born in a barn?” Can you please shut doors behind you?
“Man, it’s hotter than blue billy blazes outside!” It is REALLY hot.
“Lord willin’, and the crick don’t rise.” God willing and barring any natural disaster.
“dumber than a box of rocks” That person is extremely unintelligent.
“out of the fryin pan and into the fire” This situation just got worse.
“Runnin around like a chicken with my head cut off” Running around really fast.
“Til hell freezes over.” It’s never going to happen.
“han-yaks” unruly children
“That don’t mean diddly squat” It doesn’t mean anything.
“It don’t make a hill of beans difference” I couldn’t care less.
“Slower than molasses in January” REALLY slow.
Like Mendicant Monks... 
Close the door, do we live in a barn?
Don’t do that with your face, you’ll freeze that way.
It’s only a little rain, you’re not sugar, you won’t melt.
God helps those who help themselves.
Karen, these are good momisms. Cannot confirm they relate to my own mother’s figures of speech, but they definitely fall within the genre. Thanks for adding to the lexicon!
My father and his parents were born and bred in Ohio. One of the many things that I enjoyed about Vicky is that we could speak the same Ohioan language.
God bless Vicky Elizabeth and May her memory be eternal🥰