TrashCan: **now**

Trash Towers Dictionary

a/c - art crap. CK's fond term for the means of assuaging my addictions.

BSD - Been Seen Done. Devised while travelling the Great Ocean Road on CK's first Australian trip. Every lookout point was as fabulous as the previous and we got a little bit magnificenced out so rather than pull in we would shout BSD and keep driving.

Now general usage for when a situation is over or beyond repair.

bob - noun. Princess Curly- Wurly's word meaning all sweets, chocolate and yummy things.

blurry - (pr. to rhyme with hurry) Sth African/Zimbabwean term and my favourite polite swearword. Means kind of like bloody but usuable in mixed company. See 'Feck' & 'Eejit'

eejit - Irish term meaning 'idiot'. Suitable for use in polite company. Used by my Aunt Marion.

feck - Irish term used by my Aunt Marion so it cannot be rude!

ho-ho -(pr. with a short o). Zimbabwean word for bugs.

lani - (sp?) Sthn African word - means posh, expensive, elegant, stylish.

La Villa de Lamaca - (translates from Ital. as The houseof snails. My 'green' house out in the garden with all my a/c (ref: above) stuff in it. Built by CK and Babyman for me. CK lost his fingerprints over it. I cannot actually get in there at the moment!

lubbard - derived from 'beloved'. Devised by my then two y.o. son b/c unlike his sister he could not say 'Mother Beloved'. Usually prefaced by a noun.

OfStEd - Office for Standards in Education. Bossy civil servants who would like to see every child in formal, full-time education from birth.

Q.I. - Quite interesting.

terence - sobriquet applicable to all small children. Originated with one 'borrowed' child who could not pronounce ' terrorist' .

TG - exclamation. Thank God! An interesting choice for the dictionary of a recovering Catholic but is a phrase used by my Irish family and is now deeply fixed in my conversational repetoire. (reference also PG - Please God).

TGTH - The Great Trip Home. Alt. known as 'How I spent Christmas and N.Y 2008.

Thursday, 24 March 2011

now

OMD has finally gone to sleep after sharing his insomnia with me for the past hour and a half.

Watching the forsythia appear like magic as the dawn sky begins to lighten.

Listening to the dawn chorus. They have been going since 4:08 am and dawn isn't for another 8 mins! Someone should get them an alarm clock.

Trying to id best way to encourage d/Boy to handle meeting with headteacher in about three hours. He has to initiate the whole thing and explain why having stones thrown at him by other (older) students is unacceptable whether those children are at school or en route home.

Remembering the glow on Pr. C-W's face as she arrived home from Scouts last night after being voted 'Scout of the Evening'.

Desperately trying to remember where I put the 'lace' book bc I have a 'how to knit lace you fecking idiot' lesson in three hours and 45 minutes.

The moving picture show of a mahoosive 3/4 waning moon glide over the rooftops as framed through the living room window.

Loving that glass is a super-cooled liquid and the different effects visible when looking through 'old' windows.

4 comments:

Calidore said...: Ohh hope the boys meeting with the teacher goes well. Tell him I'm in his corner - it's not ok for anyone to throw stones. Can't help you with the book but I'm glad the morning chorus was a good one. There's nothing nicer than being first up and seeing a brand new day.; 24 March 2011 6:56 am
Joanne said...: Man - stuff happens at your house!

Tell d/boy that simply stating the fact it's unacceptable for others to throw stones EVER should be enough...much less if you're on the recieving end of said stones!

Would love to have been there to see the Princess's face - what a cool evening!!!

Love your writing - so evocative!

love you
xxx; 25 March 2011 12:11 am
Thimbleanna said...: Don't you love a little quiet time when a bajillion random thoughts torture you? I hope DestructoBoy's meeting went well and that you've had a good weekend!; 27 March 2011 3:13 pm
Moogsmum said...: I do hope headmaster did the right thing - stone throwing not good!

Mr Moog not v happy w dawn chorus right now. Actually, Mr Moog not v happy w Mrs Moog who's decided open bedroom window is the way to go ;o)

xxx; 27 March 2011 11:09 pm