My Husband "Subvet" says that when our first son "Sonshine" was born the sun rose on our world, when our second son "Gator" was born the sun laughed and when our daughter "Sugars" was born all the flowers bloomed. That says it all.

"Life is not about waiting for the storms to pass...
It's about learning how to dance in the rain."
Anonymous

Your mind is the garden, your
thoughts are the seeds, the harvest can either be flowers or weeds. — William
Wordsworth

Thursday, September 27, 2007

It's Thursday...again!

yikes! Where did the week go? Didn't I just do one of these posts??

Well, my evening was eventful.

I'll spare you the details but just say that it started with fever and vomiting and ended with me wielding my old yarn mop over the kitchen floor. (Sometimes Swiffer just doesn't cut it!)

Now, the up side to this is that my kitchen floor is cleaner than it's been in longer than I want to admit....

The down side is that when you suddenly decide to start cleaning things you realize just how dirty they are (ie how terrible a housekeeper you are). All I have to say is that dust bunnies make cheap pets.


As I was outside hosing down the high chair at dusk tonight, I noticed that we have lightening bugs!! Seems late in the year for em, but I guess everything's gonna be weird after this cool rainy summer.

So, I spent some time weighing the fun of chasing lightening bugs against the not-so-fun of getting eaten by mosquitoes. Since anything that will repel the mosquitoes will also repel the lightening bugs I guess they're a package deal.

I counted 5 bites by the time I went inside. I am not a mosquito magnet, nor do I react badly to them...however, Sonshine is both. So, I decided that the chasing lightening bugs experience will have to wait for another year. After the kids get big enough that they're actually bigger than the mosquitoes...

SO, now, on to the real purpose of this post!

words, words, words.

Without further Ado.....Here they are:

nudibranch

numen


As usual, put all your made up definitions and guesses at the real definition in the comments.

I'll post the real definitions and winners for the Silly Goose and Smarty Pants awards on Saturday.

3 comments:

Diane J. said...

Well now, I actually know what a nudibranch is, but I'll email you my answer so as not to spoil it for everybody else. I'm a biology nut in case you didn't know. ;-)

Numen - the opposite of oldmen.

Usage - I'm tired of these oldmen. I wish we'd get some numen around here!

Subvet said...

This is completely off topic but;

IT'S BAAAACCCKKKK!!!!!

Yep the topic of breastfeeding in a public venue is back in discussion at http://catholic-dads.blogspot.com where all the DADS are debating the pros and cons of a topic they're expert in. These DADS are using their vast knowledge and experience in this area and the DADS are figuring out the implications of breastfeeding or not in public.

You ladies are of course cordially invited to drop in for a learning experience from the DADS on this topic. I'm sure they'll have a lot to teach you. It's a pretty laid back forum, you don't have to be Catholic or a DAD to post a comment. I'm certain anyone going over there will learn a lot from the DADS about this.

(Can't believe I typed that.)

Mohawk Chieftain said...

Soooo easy:

nudibranch is obviously any branch that appears in public without its bark in place and is willing to display its bush.

As for numen: well, MAD Magazine has had its iconic figurehead Alfred E. Numen on the cover of each issue, ever since the beginning.

Next question....