Dragonboat!

I went a-dragonboatin' on the lake. The motion is very strange -- it looks like, but is completely different from, paddling a canoe. It made my back sore. The water was calm, peaceful in a way that I'm not sure is achievable in Toronto, though I will explore my self-propelled water sport options.
The dragonboat looks like it might have done some ramming.


This post's theme word is dizen, "to dress or decorate in a gaudy manner." I bedizened the already-dizened ship with a few more figureheads.

Children and quality of life

My mother, this morning: "Lila, this [gift] you gave me has improved my quality of life tremendously!"

My response: "... and they say that having children doesn't improve your quality of life!"


This post's theme word is paean, "an expression of praise, joy, or triumph, traditionally in the form of a song." She exclaimed a quick paean in honor of the gift.

Regarding uterus rent and the rapture

Why be nice to your mother?

Mother: "It's interest on the uterine rent!"
Father: "I don't think you're paying down that principal at all."

These are the things we discuss on the day that the Rapture was foretold, at 6pm, respecting time zones across the world:

M.: "At what point do people stop listening to the guy who can't get the calculations right?"
L.: "Well, he's calculated that, and he's still within the safe margins."

Later that day, as a possible reprimand from On High for my insolence, my rapturously delicious food was raptured right out of me, via violent vomiting, leaving me behind, queasy and sinful. Apparently the Rapture gives me food poisoning. I'm still here and still blogging; wherever you are, you're still reading, too.


This post's theme word is gotterdammerung, "the complete destruction of an institution, regime, order, etc." That saag executed a gotterdamerung on my digestive process yesterday.

Ice cream baksheesh

I'm visiting. Here is the welcome I received:

Lila, you know I love you, so in preparation for your visit, I bought mint chocolate chip ice cream.

Then I ate it all.

But then I bought two mint chocolate chip ice creams, so there's probably some left now.

This post's theme word is baksheesh, "a payment, such as a tip or bribe."

Food that looks like itself

Here you see buns which look like pigs.
Much to my disappontment, these are not pork buns -- they are some sweet paste-filled dessert bun. It would be much more pleasing if the hidden inner contents were described by the outward appearance of the food.


This post's theme word is autological, "a word that describes itself." Of course there is also heterological, "a word that does not describe itself." The word 'autological' can be either autological or heterological; the word 'heterological' is neither.

Tra-la! It's here!

Spring has finally arrived here in Canada.
It will have to be quick, because summer is coming right along! I don't know why it dawdled. Anyway, here was my one day of springtime.


This post's theme word is weathercock, " A weathervane, especially one with the figure of a rooster on it," or "one who changes readily or often."