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The lovely Miss Dance has recently begun “longing for” things. We were on a road trip and she announced she longs for a plum. Then she added she longs for a U-turn. And she longs for a motorcycle.

Devastatingly Handsome said, what if she gets married some day and her groom takes her on a motorcycle, gives her a plum, and makes a U-turn. The family hypothesizes she could die ecstatic.

It seems many people have words they like saying, just like Buddy the Elf likes ‘Francisco, that’s fun to say…’

Devastatingly Handsome says he likes saying ‘Shanandoah.’ I told him the word is ‘Shenandoah.’ He says, “Depends how you pronounce it.” I guess he has a point there.

My personal favorite has been ‘defenestrate’ for many many years now. Too bad it is not more generally useful.

Miss Language does not know off the top of her head and does not want to tell me anything inaccurate. She is back to say she used to like ‘mystic.’

Miss Dance has three favorites: Plump, Bub, and Unique. She is threatening to name her children these. Poor Plump. Poor Bub. Poor Unique.

Miss Dog Lover is contributing “Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious”  (although I do not remember her ever using that word before this contribution).

Mr Music is looking blank. Seems he thinks there ought to be a right answer to this one. I suspect his favorite is “Come to eat.”

It has been a rather dry spring and summer but today it is coming down steady.

I love rain. I grew up in a house with a slate roof and my bed was right by the porch roof. Rain on slate sounds wonderful. I hope it rains all night. 

My favorite blogger is back! MiddleAgeGuy was away for a few dismal months but he’s back! Cyberspace is a funnier place now. 

As we sat down for breakfast I asked if anyone wanted to go to the pool this afternoon. Miss Dog Lover said, “Well, it’s hard to tell in the morning if it will storm or be warm.”

I asked if she can think of any other rhyming things that can happen. She looked at me blankly so Devastatingly Handsome kicked in, “the bees could swarm.” And then he added, “is that our norm?” and I finished with “we could fill out a form.”

At that point, Miss Dog Lover was rolling her eyes and Devastatingly asked Miss Dance if she would pray for breakfast. And for all of us. He said we need it.

I was the only one close enough to hear Miss Dog Lover lean over and whisper to Miss Dance as she started, “but not me.”  Poor child, stuck in a family with a lot of rhyming strange people.

Miss Dog Lover does not like idioms. She has been known to say she just wished people would say what they mean. Since we frequently provide “translation” for idioms she encounters, we are aware of them. 

I am looking at this list and finding some fun new ones. Don’t you love ”about as useful as a chocolate teapot“?

I also remember back to my high school French class. Great French idioms were, if I remember right, “poissons and grenouilles” (frogs and fish) that fall in a heavy rain instead of American cats and dogs ~~ and instead of “getting away with murder”, you “make a big goat.” I’m with the French on these… the goat sounds less violent than murder and the frogs and fish make more sense than cats and dogs…

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I have lamented this deficient worldview before here but could not find a picture. Yesterday Devastatingly Handsome was kind enough to pull off the road and take a couple photos.

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I will spare you the analysis of this worldview. Just suffice it to say that we do not feel it holds up to much scrutiny.

So, there we were at the picnic. Minding our own business, enjoying the beautiful weather and conversation, fielding comments about the sushi krispies. When suddenly the peace of the day was broken by this sailing across the lake:

Mr Music led a bold attack with foam rocket launchers but the ruffians were able to persist.

They harassed the picnickers and drank altogether too much rum. We carried on with the picnic as best we were able.

My family is so sweet to me and puts up with, um, a little oddness. We had a picnic to get ready for. Miss Language helped out by making a corn salad for us to take, and then helped me cut strips of green apple fruit leather to make the kelp strips (nori?) for the sushi krispies. And Devastatingly Handsome was kind enough to get a photo before they either swim away or are eaten. The rest of the crew kindly kept their remarks to themselves.

Sometimes I feel like our machines work too hard. Our car has all these little beep beeps that let you know you did something wrong. (Beep beep, you dummy, you tried to open the automatic door while it was locked) (Beep beep, you dummy, you forgot to turn off the lights) Our microwave beeps helpfully every 30 seconds if it finishes its cycle but you don’t come open the door. And our new oven beeps to let you know you forgot to push the start button after setting the temperature, and it beeps again to let you know when it has attained the heat you asked for.So you can see why I would not want this heater.