It’s been awhile since I’ve done one of these. I hope you enjoy and have a great weekend!
Last night one, or both, of our cats, Sage and Charlie, busted into the catnip stash. I’m gobsmacked that no matter how much I question them, neither will lift a paw to rat out the other. They don’t always get along. More solid than Canadian soil in February, those two. I managed to intervene before either one could eat too much. Though I swear I caught Sage grinning at me like the Cheshire Cat. 🤨🤪😂
Happy Saturday! Sheesh! The kids are having a four-day weekend. Yesterday was unplanned, as Mother Nature treated us with a wee but of freezing rain. Monday is Family Day, here in Ontario, and several other Canadian provinces.
My oldest daughter, Amanda, turns 16 on February 22. Wait? What happened to that toddler who used to waddle around like a starfish in her snowsuit, and LOVED, Dora The Explorer?
But like time, I must press on, because yours is valuable and I just know you’re dying to know the answers to these crazy words. It’s not all fun and games on this blog; you are about to learn some highly transferable wordsmithing here. Pshaw! No . . . it’s fun and games.
If you haven’t had a chance to do the quiz, you can either scroll down to the last post, or click on this link. Wacky Word Quiz
First up, we have the one that would get the best reaction should you ever decide to call someone it. Have your cell phone camera ready, because the face may look something like this:
FARTLEK: A: an activity runners do when they switch between sprinting and jogging
Did you get that one? I mean; how did they come up with that? Maybe the certain displacement of gases produced by the runner’s efforts? 🙂
Next up, we have Bumber Shoot: C: umbrella
What a downer, unless it’s raining. I was expecting some voracious carnivore of a weed, launching up from a jungle floor to snatch unsuspecting prey.
Ummm . . . moving on. Do you think the woman in the photo below just might be an
NOPE! Unless she’s a C: anyone currently learning the alphabet
“Hey! Are you calling me a skirl?”
“We’d never dream of it, Betty, um, I mean, Sparkle Twirl.” (Ya, I don’t get the nickname, either, I think she gave it to herself.)
SKIRL = A: the loud wailing sound produced by bagpipes
So there you have it! Go forth and use these words liberally, in whatever context you’d like, for not many will know what the heck you’re talking about!
I’m back with another round of photos from daily life. My, things have changed both inside and outside since my last post. Outside, we’ve acquired some white groundcover, love or hate it, winter’s here. Personally, I’ve got mixed feelings about winter; I hate the shorter days, but love skiing and the fact that the cold kills off a lot of nasty bugs. Meanwhile, indoors, it’s looking a lot like Christmas, and much earlier than usual this year.
Let’s get this picture show in the air! Onwards Rudolph, Dasher, Blitzen, Prancer, Crasher, Comet, Vixen, Cupid, Dancer, and Donner! Did you spot the extra reindeer?
“Can’t say for sure, Jeb, but I’m sensing a pattern.”
When you answer, “Sure.” to, “Can I borrow your camera, Dad?”
Not even the pouring rain could snuff their evil glow!