Why would I awaken with the words, “Heavens to murgatroyd,” being delivered in Snagglepuss’s slow drawl? To what depths did my subconscious sink in dreamland?
I had to look up the spelling and the meaning of the idiomatic expression which conveys surprise.
So, with that in my addled brain, I shall seek and relish the surprises in the day, or as my mother-in-law would say, the “razzle dazzle.”