Word. Wednesday.

Wednesday's words often have their origin in not just something that encapsulates my life at the moment, but a word that plagues my inner dialogue, or one that tickles my fancy.  Today's word is a tickler.  

As I looked out over the yard strewn with storm-littered tree shrapnel, I found myself exclaiming (inside my head), "Look at all this flim-flammery!"  (Inside my head because no one was there to listen and also because I wasn't quite sure of my word usage, despite the exclamation.)

And then, I knew that today's word would have to be flim-flammery.  Except... that's not a word.  It turns out my inner dialogue does not have an inner dictionary at its inner disposal.  And I dressed the word up in a hyphen and suffix for fun.  It also turns out that I didn't really know what it meant.  Not exactly anyway.  I thought it referred to a mess, a jumble of mixed up stuff...

Here is the real meaning, per dictionary.com, whose name seems too simple to be the authoritative giver of word meanings...

flim·flam

  [flim-flam] noun, verb, -flammed, -flam·ming. 

noun

1.

a trick or deception, especially a swindle or confidencegame involving skillful persuasion or clever manipulation ofthe victim.

2.

a piece of nonsense; twaddle; bosh.

Friday Flowers

Hello dears!  My posting has been sorely lacking lately.  As I mentioned, one thing I am very "green" at, at 28 years old, is moderation.  I've been trying to walk that fine line between doing too much and too little, and lately, I seem to swing erraticly.  I've (shamefully) spent way too much of my work time this week looking at this blog.  I couldn't help it - it's simple and green and full of food and handwork and pictures...! At first, I told myself that it was okay, I was just taking my state-mandated 15 minutes breaks (for every four hours worked).  I mean, to not take them would be breaking the law, right?  It's when it goes more than slightly beyond those "breaks" that is the problem... But! one thing I really enjoyed about the blog was that almost every Friday showcases flowers the author bought for herself, or was gifted.  Seeing as how yesterday was a particularly gloomy one, gray weather and all, I took myself to the P. Chop. (they have really nice flowers, I promise) and bought some sunflowers.  And took pictures in the morning light today...

{sunflowers, green glass vase, grocery bag bunny}

{sunflower detail}

I hope the author doesn't mind, but I quite like the way she labels pictures - imitation is flattery, I hope.

A long weekend awaits.  More soon in garden, birthday and card-making fun.

On a funny note, the cashier at Panera today had a very quiet, sort of French accent... until the person in line after me.  Then his voice was much louder and much more... not French.  Maybe he's an actor and that's his second job...

Word. Wednesday.

Today's word is...

gus·ta·to·ry   [guhs-tuh-tawr-ee, -tohr-ee]
adjective
of or pertaining to taste or tasting

Origin:
1675–85;  < Latin gustā ( re ) to taste + -tory1

Related forms
gus·ta·to·ri·ly, adverb
un·gus·ta·to·ry, adjective

I discovered this word while reading an article about Louis Armstrong's culinary preferences. Besides the trumpet, the man apparently lived for rice and beans. Not so much my style (I prefer the black-bottom cupcakes I just finished making, but that's another post), but me gusta the word!

How do you express yourself gustatorily?