Friday, May 18, 2007

Word Origins

A friend of mine recently sent me an interesting email about word origins which I thought I would share.....

Bet you didn't know these things... In George Washington ' s days, there were no cameras. One's image was either sculpted or painted. Some paintings of George Washington showed him standing behind a desk with one arm behind his back while others showed both legs and both arms. Prices charged by painters were not based on how many people were to be painted, but by how many limbs were to be painted. Arms and legs are "limbs," therefore painting them would cost the buyer more. Hence the expression, "Okay, but it'll cost you an arm and a leg."



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As incredible as it sounds, men and women took baths only twice a year (May and October)! Women kept their hair covered, while men shaved their heads (because of lice and bugs) and wore wigs. Wealthy men could afford good wigs made from wool. They couldn't wash the wigs, so to clean them they would carve out a loaf of bread, put the wig in the shell, and bake it for 30 minutes. The heat would make the wig big and fluffy, hence the term "big wig." Today we often use the term "here comes the Big Wig" because someone appears to be or is powerful and wealthy.


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In the late 1700's, many houses consisted of a large room with only one chair. Commonly, a long wide board folded down from the wall, and was used for dining. The "head of the household" always sat in the chair while everyone else ate sitting on the floor. Occasionally a guest, who was usually a man, would be invited to sit in this chair during a meal. To sit in the chair meant you were important and in charge. They called the one sitting in the chair the "chair man." Today in business, we use the expression or title "Chairman" or "Chairman of the Board."


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Personal hygiene left much room for improvement. As a result, many women and men had developed acne scars by adulthood. The women would spread bee's wax over their facial skin to smooth out their complexions. When they were speaking to each other, if a woman began to stare at another woman ' s face she was told, "mind your own bee ' s wax." Should the woman smile, the wax would crack, hence the term "crack a smile" In addition, when they sat too close to the fire, the wax would melt . . therefore, the expression "losing face."



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Ladies wore corsets, which would lace up in the front. A proper and dignified woman, as in "straight laced". . . wore a tightly tied lace.


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Common entertainment included playing cards. However, there was a tax levied when purchasing playing cards but only applicable to the "Ace of 'Spades. ' To avoid paying the tax, people would purchase 51 cards instead. Yet, since most games require 52 cards, these people were thought to be stupid or dumb because they weren't "playing with a full deck."


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Early politicians required feedback from the public to determine what the people considered important. Since there were no telephones, TV's or radios, the politicians sent their assistants to local taverns, pubs, and bars. They were told to "go sip some ale" and listen to people's conversations and political concerns. Many assistants were dispatched at different times. "You go sip here" and "You go sip there." The two words "go sip" were eventually combined when referring to the local opinion and, thus we have the term "gossip."




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At local taverns, pubs, and bars, people drank from pint and quart-sized containers. A bar maid's job was to keep an eye on the customers and keep the drinks coming She had to pay close attention and remember who was drinking in "pints" and who was drinking in "quarts," hence the term "minding your "P's and Q's."

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In the heyday of sailing ships, all war ships and many freighters carried iron cannons. Those cannons fired round iron cannon balls It was necessary to keep a good supply near the cannon. However, how to prevent them from rolling about the deck? The best storage method devised was a square-based pyramid with one ball on top, resting on four resting on nine, which rested on sixteen. Thus, a supply of 30 cannon balls could be stacked in a small area right next to the cannon. There was only one problem..how to prevent the bottom layer from sliding or rolling from under the others. The solution was a metal plate called a "Monkey" with 16 round indentations. However, if this plate were made of iron, the iron balls would quickly rust to it. The solution to the rusting problem was to make "Brass Monkeys." Few landlubbers realize that brass contracts much more and much faster than iron when chilled. Consequently, when the temperature dropped too far, the brass indentations would shrink so much that the iron cannonballs would come right off the monkey. Thus, it was quite literally, "Cold enough to freeze the balls off a brass monkey." (All this time, you thought that was an improper expression, didn't you.).

Sunday, May 06, 2007

Signs of Summer



Summer is on its way. How do I know?
I saw the sign today. The dandelion. The
dreaded weed. The above photo
is a real portrait of the official dandelion.
I know cause I took it myself.
The first known dandelion in Alberta.
Probably.


Everyone hates dandelions.
Personally, I love them. They are pretty
and unassuming. I would love some day
to run through a field of them. Naked.
Well, I might leave my socks on.


And dandelions are nutritious:
The leaves are nourishing, containing high amounts of Vitamins A, B complex and C, as well as calcium, phosphorus, iron, and many other trace elements.
I have a friend who is a caffeine addict, so he may be interested in this:
If you're looking for a good coffee substitute, here's one to try.
First, harvest some dandelion roots (late summer roots are the most 'fat' and full of healthful properties). Don't try to air dry them as they apparently are attractive to bugs and such, and don't dry well using slower methods. But if you dry them in the oven at about 200 degrees for an hour or two, they'll be ready quickly and won't lose much of their nutrient properties. Then, simply grind them like coffee, and prepare yourself a tasty beverage that isn't even all that bitter
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Hmm...not sure about that one. I have
tried dandelion wine and I must say it
is pretty gross. Dandelion coffee?
Seems dandelions are a big ingredient
in food - in Wilton, Maine there's a
cannery that imports and cans
only dandelion greens.

Some Facts:

Growing dandelion greens for market generates millions of dollars a year in the U.S.

Many popular herbal teas, weight-loss products and organic vitamin supplements contain dandelions. Check the ingredients.
Fifty five tons of coffee substitutes made from roasted dandelion roots are sold each year in England, Australia, and Canada.
Recipes using dandelions appear in one of every four general cookbooks in the U.S.

Dandelions are a favorite food of hogs, poultry, deer, silkworms, purple finches and gerbils.

Make liquid fertilizer by immersing a handful of dandelion leaves in a pint of water, bring it to a boil, cover and allow it to cool. After it is cooled, strain the liquid off, dilute with four parts of water. For a leaf spray, add one teaspoon of liquid soap (not detergent)

I really like it when dandelions dry up and
become fuzzy blowers. There is an artist who
sells lights that look like fuzzy blowers.

That's all for now, have a Dandy Day!

Thursday, May 03, 2007

Crappy Car Chronicles



So our car has been overheating for awhile.
Was OK in the winter but with the warmer months
coming, figured we'd better get it fixed. So
Saturday morning hubby takes the car to
Canadian Tire. First mistake.



Canadian Tire says they can fix it either
Saturday or Sunday. Fair enough, we
wait at home. Sunday arrives. Canadian Tire calls
us about noon. "We tried to fix your motor fan and
we broke your housing unit." Great. Good job.



Turns out our car is so ancient (1990) the part may
be hard for them to locate. "But that is our only car"
hubby tells them. They tell us the car is completely
undriveable and suggest hubby call some pick-your-part
junkyard in Edmonton. So he does. We quickly discover
that contrary to popular belief, not everything is open
in Alberta on Sundays.



What to do? Well, we reason, the car may not
be worth fixing. But, the longer Canadian Tire has it,
the more the bill is going up. And not in a fair way.




Time to remove our car from clutches of Canadian Tire.
Since we were told the car was no longer driveable, we
arrange for a towing service to meet hubby at Crappy
Tire. Canadian Tire was surprised to see hubby to say
the least. Why you ask? Well, the car was driveable,
the only difference was it now had some cracked
housing thing which did not make the car any worse.
It was functioning the same as when we originally
brought it to them. We were clearly lied to.
Hubby drives the car home. Luckily tow truck man
was understanding and waived any fees. Have I mentioned
I love the men in Alberta? They are awesome.



So, car still has overheating problem and can only go
short distances. We decide it is not worth fixing,
let's buy another car. So we start calling ads. Second
call we luck out - a very kind mechanic man hears our
tales of woe and offers to come up and pick hubby up,
and drive him to Edmonton to see the car. Hubby
sees car, drives car, likes car, buys car. Hubby
is on his way home with our new car. Hubby calls
halfway home. Car died. Hubby calls mechanic,
who sold us the car, and who is most understanding.
Mechanic man towed the car back to his place and gave
hubby his money back.


Mechanic man says "I can loan you a car to get home with,
and tomorrow I will have this fixed (timing chain) and
you can re-buy it". So, off hubby goes in the borrowed car.
Halfway home hubby calls, the car ran out of gas.
No friggin way! I say. Yes friggin way! Hubby says. So,
hubby makes another call to mechanic man
(it is like 11pm at this point). Kind wonderful mechanic man
comes to the rescue again. Hubby gets gassed up, calls me,
says he will be home in about 1/2 hour. I expect hubby about
11:30 or so. I fall asleep on couch. About 1:30 in the morning in
walks hubby. I look from hubby to clock, clearly confused.
What happened? I ask. Hubby has a glazed kind of psychotic
look on his face. "I took a wrong turn, and ended up in Camrose".
Now, this is particularly funny to those who know me. I am,
let's say slightly directionally challenged. Hubby is the
navigator in the family.



We both just laughed hysterically for about 5
minutes then went to bed. The next day we wake
up, decide we cannot deal with buying any more cars.
"Did you like the car you borrowed?" I ask.
Hubby did. The car runs well, it's here, we go see our
mechanic buddy and buy it.