Friday, November 09, 2018

No such thing as too much glitter

You can't have too much of a good thing. That's what they say. (Or do they say you can have too much? Can't remember. Shall check.)

But for the purposes of this post, I'd like to suggest that you can. And that I did.

I am one of those persons who has little spatial awareness. If I am trying to work out which pan to use for cooking I have to ask Husband. Either that or I dirty every pan in the house trying it out. So a bowl of leftover spicy Mediterranean vegetables and a jug of leftover roast cauli, broccoli and carrots looked to me as if it would make a nice bowlful of healthy food for lunch.

The fact that I couldn't get it all in one bowl plus the fact that it never emptied, no matter how much I ate, soon put me right. 

You can have too much of a good thing as, no doubt, my belly will be telling me later on. What I really need now, to counteract all the flatulence-inducing fibre, is a nice bit of chocolate ...

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The assistant in the charity shop commented on a pack of Christmas cards I was buying. She liked them so much she decided to get some for herself. 'They're not too sparkly,' she said. 'I don't like too much sparkly.'
'You won't like these then,' I said, showing her another pack of cards I'd chosen that were, literally, covered in glitter. 'Or these,' holding up my sparkly Doc Martens.
'No,' she said. 'My aunt likes glitter but it gets all over the house.'
And your problem is ...?

With GrandDaughter2 passionate about glitter we have a regular trail of it all over our house.

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Murder and Mayhem bookshop Hay
When I was cleaning I was thinking about words. The Oxford Dictionary Word of the Day is abecedarian meaning arranged alphabetically. Who knew that? (Stu maybe?)

(I doubt the books in the shop on the left are abecedarian but the photo reminds me that I am in need of a trip to Hay soon.)

And on 6th November, as the president of the USA was campaigning, there was a particularly apposite word: rodomontade, meaning boastful or inflated talk or behaviour. 

I was thinking about words because of the interestingness of these two but also because Sonata mentioned embroil in a comment on an earlier post. It always seems to be politicians who get embroiled, frequently in 'scandalous affairs,' or 'money-laundering schemes.'

I'd like to say that I'd learn a new word a day but I know I won't remember it unless I use it regularly. I tried to learn my mobile number and had it for a while but as no-one asked me for it I've now forgotten it again. Which is possibly more of a reflection on my social life than my memory.

And now I'm maundering (talking in a rambling manner) so I'll stop.


Ole Phat Stu said...

Didn't know rodomontade, so thankyou.

Anonymous said...

No, our idiot president does not use rodomontade: He is just a blow hard!

Thanks for abcdarian (well, I like my spelling.) That will be easy to recall - at least, verbally, when I need not spell it.

As to sparkles: My elder brother cured me of any inclination I may have once had for sparkly things when he accompanied me in shopping for a formal dress when I was 16 years old. He said that sparkly looked cheap. Reinforcingly enough, Hunky Husband has always felt the same way. HH has only himself to blame that he "had to" buy me a large ruby in a ring for our (2nd) engagement. My paternal grandmother had an amethyst ring. She never cared for diamonds because they had no color! I rather take after her in likes and in looks.
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nick said...

It's interesting how certain words and phrases are trotted out regularly by journalists. Things don't stop, they always "grind to a halt". People don't become left-wing, they "lurch to the left". And politicians aren't just corrupt, they're "mired in sleaze". Or as you say "embroiled in sleaze".

Jacqui said...

I have a little book where I write new words that I haven't come across before, because, otherwise, I look them up in a dictionary and then forget what they mean again!