flowers, veggie dogs, and sniglets

[sistawendy]

I took the Wendling to the Skagit valley tulip festival. There was massive traffic and hence a long trip, but he enjoyed himself. Pretty flowers, pretty farm houses, mules, and sunshine (more or less). He had a meltdown during lunch, but there were extenuating circumstances. Oh by the way: we saw a disproportionate number of Indians there. Asian Indians. Go figure.

I was honored to hold the gallows at the effigy burning. loree is a goddess of parties and of something else that she's forbidden me to say.

On a completely unrelated note, it occurs to me that my nuclear family(TM) here uses many words that nobody else uses. Most of them were made up by me. For example, "to spug" means "to open the trunk of the car" (origin: onomotopeia). Have I made my son even more deleteriously freaky than he already is this way? I don't know yet, but deep down I don't care. He and I will always share shquonkles

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[vixyish.livejournal.com]

My immediate family adopted "flycees" after toddler-vixy's description of the pulp in orange juice. As in, "I won't drink this, it has flycees in it." It now means anything solid (and unwanted) in a beverage.

I think most families do this sort of thing, don't they? :)

[corivax.livejournal.com]

I don't recall my family coining words, but we developed an elaborate vocabulary of gestures, and used to talk to eachother secretly in the presence of outsiders. Like vix, I suspect this sort of thing is pretty normal in families.

(I remember one time my father insisted we needed a gesture for the gravitational constant g. Ah, the joys of being raised by mad scientists. I still remember that one, but I don't know if I ever used it.)

[randomdreams.livejournal.com]

We had a number of special words -- mostly coined by my grandmother, who combines a bit of german with a lot of mishearing words and recreating them in the way she thought they were supposed to be. She'd refer to a greasy stain on a glass as 'schmeerbickle' (from the OHG schmerbeklekson, I believe) but it was phrases where she excelled. She loves to say "I wouldn't know him from Adam's Old Fox" (the original being Adam's Off Ox) and has described people as being "Gooder than a Hairy Angel" (more good than 'ary (any) angel) so it's always a wrestling match as to whether we should giggle madly or quick write down the phrase for posterity.
Usually giggling wins.

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[sistawendy.livejournal.com]

"Adam's Off Ox" and "gooder than 'ary angel". Two of my dad's favorites. Wow. I'll have to remember to teach those to the Wendling.