Here’s the deal. I posted on my FB status, “Last night I dreamt I went to Manderly again.” I don’t think anyone got it. I know; it is obscure.

To further the idea that nobody really “gets” me, here is a list of new words. New to me, that is. This is what we do for fun at the library.

inimical – I thought I knew this one but I didn’t.







And with that, I wish you a good night.


SP’s Word of the Day


I have coined a word.

Thesaurapy (thesAURapy) n. 1. The treatment of anger by looking up evil words to describe the person with whom you are angry.

Some people go to the gym to burn off anger, some turn to demon rum. I break out my Thesaurus (and my dictionary to look up the words I looked up in the Thesaurus.) Actually I have two, would that be Thesauri? 

Did I give my Thesaurus a workout today! And it works. It distracted me quite a bit and I built my vocabulary.

In the interest of full disclosure I have an appointment with demon rum tomorrow night. I called a meeting of my closest advisors at the round table. Mom offered to watch the kids.  If you are in town, stop by.

Parental warning

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Mom and Dad, this contains a picture of your wedding.  Just a warning. 


Something old….


Something new. 


Jane wanted to be a bride for Halloween, so we found her a used veil (mom’s) and a dress from Goodwill. 

For the Kiwanis Kids’ Parade, we dressed Mae as her bride’s maid, Leo as the groom.  Jane suggested Paul could be a fat angel-baby, so we gave him some Tinkerbell wings, and a bow and arrow.  I tied some old shoes to drag behind the wagon.  We didn’t win, but we should have.


In other news, I have a new favorite word.  mondegreen (n)

Basically it is when you misunderstand the lyrics of a song, or a phrase.  The example Dictionary.com uses is “I lead a pigeon to the flag,” rather than, “I pledge alligance to the flag.”

I took the opportunity to look up a phrase from Manfred Mann’s “Blinded by the Light” that has always puzzled me.  I was relieved that it was actually the word “deuce” and the phrase still made no sense to me. 



More on nine kids


OMAHA, Neb. (Sept. 26) – An out-of-work widower who abandoned nine of his children at a hospital under Nebraska’s new safe haven law said he was overwhelmed without his wife and just “fell apart.” ”I hope they know I love them,” [the father] told KETV. “I hope their future is better without me around them.” 

This came from the AP web site.  It seems he has some extended family who offered to help him out.  Maybe he was stubborn, or maybe he had valid reasons for not letting family take his children.  He has to be depressed.  His wife died in childbirth a year ago.  He also has a HS graduate 18 year old daughter he did not drop off. 

Certainly dropping your kids off at a hospital is preferable to doing away with them in some other manner, but man, it isn’t something you could un-do easily. 

It is a busy night out there, I have heard an owl and something that might have been his dinner (better count the cats…just kidding) and now I hear a chorus of coyotes.  I pronounce it KY-oat.  Just in case you were wondering.  It is kind of like the leg protector things people call chaps.  Those who wear them pronounce it shaps, probably something to do with chaparral.  Don’t even get me started on creek and crick.

Tomorrow looks to be busy in a fun way.  Better get some nighty night.