Saturday, August 30, 2008
That got us onto the subject of words that are their own opposites, such as "favor", which can mean to not use because of injury (i.e., a body part), or to prefer. Those aren't exactly opposites, but pretty close in the circumstance of, say, an injured football player.
The only other two we could come with right away were "inflammable" and "cleave". There may be others, but even just those three provide good examples of why English is such a challenging language.
Thursday, August 28, 2008
It's not too hot, not too humid. It's windows-open weather. (OK, with a fan going, but still, the windows are open, so the cats and I are happy.)
It's been a lovely day, made lovelier by the fact that I had a vacation day today and therefore didn't go to work -- or anyplace else!!
The initial plan (sigh) was that Mom and I were going to go see Uncle John in Pennsylvania (Mom's younger brother), who is not well. Unfortunately, Mom ended up not feeling well enough to make the trip. There was a lot of disappointment from all sides, but that does seem to be the hand we're dealt on occasion.
So yesterday, today & tomorrow are vacation days without a *major* plan to go with them. (With the system we have at work, once you've put in leave paperwork, it's pretty much a done deal. I probably *could* have pulled the paperwork back before it was fully processed, but I had a pile of things I needed/wanted to do around the house, so I went ahead with it -- and I'm SO glad I did!)
Yesterday I ran a number of errands. Today I decided I was going to spend the day at home. Home, home, home. I haven't had a full day at home for over a month. So I was staying home. So there.
All this is leading up to the fact that the next few posts will be the result of the accomplishment of one of the projects that I've been wanting/waiting to do for a terribly long time -- I cleaned out my main file cabinet and the drawers full of papers and articles and notes waiting to be organized, sorted, filed and/or recycled. (Quite a bit is ready for recycling this evening. That is part of tomorrow's projects ... or maybe Saturday's.)
Friday, August 22, 2008
Our little Butterscotch is now five years old, give or take.
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Seen at a nursing home:
Oxygen in use.
No open flame.
And then below that, a Spanish translation –
Oxígeno en uso. (OK.)
No fumar. (OK.)
No abra llama. (Ummmmm … not OK.)
Even though the reason we were there was very grave, this last bit caused some smiles. Why?
Well, because “No abra llama” does NOT say “No open flame”. It says one of two things, and I must say prefer the second one:
1 – Do not open the flame.
2 – Do not open the llama.
The entire family complied with the sign while we were there. We didn’t open a single llama.
Sunday, August 10, 2008
Since the stray momcat and kittens haven't been to the vet, we need to keep them separated from our cats to avoid the transmission of anything ... well, transmissible. This means they are in the bathroom in the basement. The kittens don't have a real problem with this -- although it does appear they are ready to go explore the world -- but clearly, Momcat is more than ready for a break from the 24/7 childcare duty. I think this picture says it all:
Saturday, August 9, 2008
Sunday, August 3, 2008
Yesterday I went out to the thrift store that just opened two blocks from our house. What makes this store particularly interesting is that the building was formerly a brothel. (Everybody in the area had known it for years, but it was only recently shut down.)