Erstwhile Dancefloor Revolution

F is for fardel

; C’mon it’s Friday. You’ve felt it right? Is it the dishes? Is it the trash? Perhaps the laundry?Now you have a word for it, FARDAL. anything cumbersome or irksome. There’s no link for the pronunciation because it sounds a lot like fart with a d instead of T– which …

E is for EEK!

Ok, this is going to be just a bit silly. I had an exceedingly difficult day and then came home and did too many chores. So while I was perusing my list of interesting words I figured something out about E. E reminds me of Halloween and horror movies. Why? …

D is for Dudgeon (and Determination)

Tonight I’m not so terribly inspired to say much. I’m still fighting B for back pain, though it is improving. I’m getting ready to put up an ad on our local craig’s list for a trainer, I think I need one to get me going –and someone who can keep …

C is for Charientism

Ok, the collective term for cats is clowder. I just had to say that. Clowder of cats. not a herd but a clowder. Guess that’s like a mope of goths or a stomp of rivets.   That said Today’s word is Charientism <–click on it to hear the pronunciation. I …

B is for Bibliophagist

Bibliophagist: One who devours books, literally or figuratively. http://www.forvo.com/word/bibliophagist/ <–How to pronounce. I read. A lot and very fast. I started reading at about 4 and I never stopped. I read so fast I have to make myself slow down sometimes to savor a very good read. Like  The Wool …

A is for Ailurophile : The Story of Buzzy the Persian Buffalo

Hello I’m Jyllian and I’m a cataholic–or more properly an Ailurophile. I’ve loved cats for as long as I can remember. I like dogs too, they are nice but cats have always been my favorite animal. They are independent and very much themselves–which makes it meaningful (at least to me) …

What would life be if we had no courage to attempt anything? Vincent van Gogh

  A to Z Blogging Challenge Well here we go again. I am going to give another blogging challenge a try. Why? I failed the last one quite miserably. And the reverb/resound whatever the heck that was didn’t work very well either. I have always made it through Nablopomo though. …

On wrongs swift vengeance waits. Alexander Pope

Prompt A: Talk about a time when you intervened. What prompted you? Did you regret it?   I have stepped in front of the swinging hand, the thrown punch. I have called for rescue as a child from drunkeness. I have threatened a firestorm of retribution on what was done …

There is a time for departure even when there’s no certain place to go. Tennessee Williams

Day 10: Tuesday, March 27, 2012 Prompt A: Talk about breaking someone else’s heart, or having your own heart broken. I had to leave. It was time. He was never going the direction I was going, though he tried. I was never going the direction he was going, though I tried. …

Man is an intelligence in servitude to his organs. ~Aldous Huxley

Prompt A: Talk about the ways in which your body is awesome.   Well first of all I suck. I do and I don’t I guess. We had a lot planned in March and did all of it. I wanted to do this project, very much. But I also wanted …

There is only one pretty child in the world, and every mother has it. ~Chinese Proverb

Prompt B: What does your everyday look like? Describe the scene of your happiest moment of every day. I get up at 5. Hit the snooze button three times until Moshi says “the alarm has been stopped for today. I get dressed, sometimes I showered the night before. I wake …

I must take issue with the term ‘a mere child,’ for it has been my invariable experience that the company of a mere child is infinitely preferable to that of a mere adult. Fran Leibowitz

Day 2: Thursday, March 15, 2012 Prompt A: When did you realise you were a grown up? What did this mean for you? Shock to the system? Mourning of halcyon younger days? Or the embracing of the knowledge that you can do all the cool stuff adults do: drink wine, go …

I is merely one of the world’s instantaneous spasms.― Clarice Lispector, Passion according to G.H.

Prompt A: Who are you? Come out from behind that curtain and show yourself.   I am the Bean’s mom. I remember when that wouldn’t have been first, but I am happy it is now. She’s the best thing I’ve ever done and I feel lucky every day that out …

"A poet is someone who stands outside in the rain hoping to be struck by lightening." James Dickey

oh dear god. It’s been too long again. Do I have good excuses, of course I do.  Some of them are quite silly. My desk where I do #wineparty and such isn’t comfortable. I have this amazing table  –well it’s beautiful, from my mom’s vast antique collection but it doesn’t …