Monday purr-spective Check-in
Good morning! Running late as I had to thaw out a cat's paws on my legs. Oh, cold cold cold little paws she had this morning! But she's warmed up and now home . Lil Miss strikes again! Poor thing.
So I am going to remind myself today to be glad that while I have bad stuff going on, I have a warm house and don't have to sleep without walls and warm blankets and central heating, and I have plenty of clean water to drink and bathe in (drought notwithstanding) and enough to eat, and meds that can at least give me back some quality of life:-)
Having four cold cat paws on your legs at 7 AM can do wonders for readjusting your attitude, take that as you will.
SIL texted hubby last night. As usual, she's having some inner meltdown and read the family weekly update that their parents send out (SIL is Hubby's sis, I have no living siblings), and this week we're back to Kick The Puma. Yeah, whatever. Do it in person. Go for it. Say it to my *face*. Just once. LOL. She's very sure of herself till she runs into *me*, which is why she kicks at me. We're same age, height, but react very differentlyt o life due to very different backgrounds, and she can't get into my head just by being tall, blonde, skinny, and cute. Ladies, you know the kind of girl I mean. The ones who, by virtue of looking like some poetic ideal, have that attitude swagger. Yeah, whatever. I'm not intimidated by that. Why?? B/c I was told from birth I'm ugly. Having someone try to compete with me in looks, I just say, "Yeah, you win, okay, so now what?" and that leaves SIL especially unarmed. Not disarmecd, tho' that applies also, I suspect. Weird, but that's her dynamic on Planet What-the-what.
Congratulations to San Francisco's NFL team, winning their first game of the season! They beat the NY Giants. (Cleveland remains without wins so far this season.)
Today in 1789, Benajamin Franklin is credited with writing, in a letter to a friend, "In this world nothing can be said to be certain, except death and taxes." That remains the origin story for the folk wisdom of "nothing is sure but death and taxes". It's probably accurate, for a nice change in history.
Interesting note. If you present people with sayings from Ben Franklin, the BIble and Shakespeare, most peopl ehave no idea that they're not all from the BIble. I mean, I do, but I had to read every flipping damn thing Shax ever wrote. And, in that case, the Jacobean English is similar to that of the old King James Bible. How you confuse Ben Franklin with the BIble, I dunno, but again, all that Catholic school stuff. I've gotten into it with good bible-thumpers when they start quoting how the bible says (XYZ) and I'm all, "Uh, no, that's actually Shakespeare, Macbeth, Act Two" or "Ben Franklin, from Poor Richard's Almanac", and no, I'm not a smart-ass, I just prefer accurate citations. It's a nerd thing y'know? (And, btw, nowhere does the bible say God helps those who help themselves *verbatim*. In fact, it's an adage dating back to pre-Christian times... "The gods favor those who help their own cause" is one rendition. Shows up in Aesop's Fables, and a variation of thephrase is found in the Quran. The exact phrase "God helps those who help themselves" shows up in a political text in the late 1600s, and was modified by Ben Franklin for "Poor Richard's Almanac"... One of the earliest renditions is record in Euripides, I think.... SO figure back about 3000 years.)
Interesting to note, some are deeply offended by that phrase b/c it's seen as a denial of their particular religious doctrine. Myself, I'm just thinkiing Ben Franklin would've made a fortune today if he wrote bumper stickers.
In 1805, a Viennese butcher came up with a recipe and called it the Frankfurter. Basically, the term frankfurter came to mean any long thing pork-beef sausage that can be parboiled for eating, and variations on the recipe are found across Germany and Austria. One reason attirbuted to the name Frankfurter in the 1805 variation is that the butcher in question came from Frankfurt, Germany. IN any case, in the US, it's one of many terms for "hot dog". There are also variations on the sausage recipe that have other names, depending on region and so forth, in Europe. None resemble the weird thing Americans call a "hot dog" (or frankfurter).
We owe the term "hot dog" to 19th-century college complaints about food. You guessed it. The sausages in the dining halls were so awful that they were nicknamed "dog sausage" or "hot dog (fill in body part)", and the term "hot dog" became American slang ever since.
May you have a merry Monday:-)
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