Froggy
So when Spring comes—and it will come—Froggy will once again perch on the picnic table watching us eat hamburgers and potato salad. I can't wait.
Chronicling friends and family, observing the world, aggrandizing the trivial and celebrating the absurd.
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As predicted, the National Weather Service has placed all of SE lower Michigan under a Wind Chill Watch from tomorrow afternoon through Wednesday. Wind chills as low as -40F will be possible. Most other areas of the state will be placed under a watch/warning this evening. As always, we'll have the latest updates
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There, that caught your eye, didn't it? But in conformance with my policy of not writing about politics and religion—at least in too much detail—I'm not really writing about Obamacare, although I really wonder if the President prefers "The Affordable Care Act". Maybe I'll write more about this legislation when I find out how it affects me, my insurance, doctors and hospital coverage. Here I follow my avowed aims and give you two peripheral observations, one trivial and one absurd. Unfortunately they both concern my neurologist's office. Poor guy, he's really rather nice, but I do have problems with his office.
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I just submitted my word-to-be-banished to Lake Superior State. Not the one I mentioned yesterday, but one somewhat more annoying. Age-appropriate. Let's see what happens. What do you think?
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I posted on my Facebook page a link to this year's list of banished words as voted by Lake Superior State University. For a little background on the university, see last year's post. You will note that I said I would follow their instructions to suggest a new entry. I did, but they didn't take me up on it. C'est la vie. (Although it is not germane* to what I am writing about here, I will add that my daughter pointed out a more inspirational page from Wayne State. I am happy to say that seven of the words are part of my vocabulary, and I will make an attempt to incorporate more. But seriously, eldritch?)
But I digress.* I eschew* selfie, both the word and the noun. I am never going to take a photo of myself, and from now on I don't want any one else to do so. You will, perhaps, remember the post where I mentioned that my hair was getting oddly curly on one side. Well, now it is doing it on the other side and the back is getting kind of fluffy. There is a scene in Little Women where Meg is at some kind of soiree* where she has to stand with her back to the wall because she has made a disfiguring mark on her dress. Perhaps she was using the goffering iron.* I went to a party last week and did my best to stand with the back of my head out of sight because in spite of a liberal application of water and gel, my hair was as fluffy as a baby duck.
I intend to make my suggestion to Lake Superior State of a word to include on next year's list. I am sure they will ignore me again, but you can check next January. The word is "basics"—that place that every football player in the league promises to get back to after an embarrassingly bad game.
* Words to use if you want to impress people. They belong on some list or other.
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In the past year AT & T launched a series of commercials which I find quite charming. Each features a "father" figure (actually a "teacher" figure) seated at a kindergarten size table with four different small children. In each vignette he poses a question of choice to the children who come up with quite illogical but usually delightful answers. I'm not sure though I'd like this little guy to be my grandson. Needless to say, since AT & T is a mega phone company, several of the choices involve size.
What's this got to do with me? I was harassed for sometime by comments about the large bag I carried. "Women are always rummaging in their purses for their keys", "Have you ever stood behind a woman in the grocery store when she is looking in her purse for her checkbook?""One of your shoulders is going to be lower than the other!"That last remark is particularly hard when my purse is carrying HIS prayerbook, HIS gloves . . . and the list goes on.
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