I feel compelled to post on a daily basis because if I skip even ONE day, a large and unsightly gap appears just below the banner and before the most recent entry. What is up with that? I asked insane brother, the maintenance man of my blog, if he could fix it, and his reply? “No! You must blog! HAHAHAHAHA.” Sigh.
I finally gave in and ordered a ball winder. It arrived today from the boys. Super speedy service! There was a tiny little cracked piece, so right now the SuperGlue is drying on it. I can’t wait to give it a spin.
Let me conclude this dull post with some words from my mother. She discovered e-mail a couple of years ago, and now we e-mail daily. She immigrated to the US when she was in her 30s, so her English is still … colorful. I love how she spells English words. It’s clear that she has never seen these words in written form. Here’s the latest: “hoot bool.” Can you guess what she means?
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um…ok, I’ll give it a whirl. Football? Hot bottle? I only feel free to guess at this because I’m sure I’ve done the same thing in Spanish many times. No matter how fluent you are in a second language, it always stays a second language. Sigh.
My mom speaks like that. I’d agree with football. My favorite for my mom, of course, was the “peeping thong” she saw outside her window. Feel free to blog, I’ll be here to read (do I sound pitiful?).
Hot Bowl??? My first reaction but maybe Cari and Elaine are on to something. I get the same from my mother in law who is from Germany. Amusing when hubby and her break out in German.
You and your bro sound like you have a great relationship 🙂
Hoot Bool. I just keep thinking about it. I don’t want it to be prosaic football. I want it to be something about a hot something else….
And I have to say that Peeps, roasted over a fire or bbq, are AWESOME. And rather macabre.
Hee hee! My grandmother does that. My favorite: “refreegeeator”. Can you guess what that is? 🙂
P.S. Yes! Blog daily!
Hehe…how funny your brother keeping you in blog update mode.
At least your mother uses email. My mom calls me on the phone immediately after she receives an email from me to respond to it.
my guess is football, too.
my mom hasn’t discovered e-mail yet, but when I lived farther away, I used to get interesting spellings in my letters, too.
Oh, and I didn’t think that post was boring!
I was wondering what the big blank spaces were all about. I guess that makes sense. Kinda. I love that your mom emails. My mom does too, but mostly from work and not always daily. But MY insane brother poo-poos all internet technology and only recently got himself an email account “for work-related activities.” I don’t get it.
I had the same problem with the big gap – it’s something in your template or stylesheet that designates alignment – without designating top align, it may be trying to center your posts, and if your right sidebar is longer than your posts it results in the white gap…It drove me crazy until I emailed my bloghost and she gave me the technical info to fix the problem – it’s in my email at home, so I’ll send it to you tonight!
Football! 🙂
Well, my 5-yr-old Animal-Planet-addicted-godson tells me & his mom now that he wants to be a “vegetenarian” when he grows up (he means he wants to be a vet, but it’s much more amusing the way he says it).
Hell, I didn’t realize until I was in high school that “for all intents and purposes” was not written as “for all intensive purposes”…ya just need to see it spelled out sometimes! 🙂
My guess is football also, but I think my Japanese mom would more likely (mis)spell it ‘futtobool’?
My great-grandmother came from Japan over 60 years ago and she still says hoot-ball! Aw, they’re so cute, aren’t they?!
Tiny crack? SEND IT BACK? (oooooh, I made poetry).
Seriously…if you wanna perfect one, I’ll resend! (and pack tightly). Tho it may have happened in transit to me, or from Japan to Cali.
SO SORRY!!!!!!!