Dance with the one who brung ya.
For one thing, I like to walk when I play golf. Now I don't walk the whole way, but I try not to be the driver when in a cart.
On game day, I'm as nervous as a pig in a packing plant.
He looks like he needs worming.
We live one day at a time and scratch where it itches.
As far as I'm concerned, everything's ham and jam.