TMW you realise you find your mates daughter attractive (she's in her early 20s, I'm 44) this is wrong on more than one level... she still calls me uncle Pete, and I remember putting her to bed when she was little.... and here I am having all together unclean thoughts about "putting her to bed" again. wrong wrong wrong... I is ashamed of my dirty old manness, goes to take a cold shower...
TMW you find out a certain country name is offensive and should not be used in the presence of its nationals. I had no idea, I swear, and I've been using it willy-nilly all my life! #BeenLivingInALie
Oh don't worry, this is about Estonia. There's another name for Estonia, 'Viro', and afaik only Finnish people use it and apparently it's high time we unlearned it.
OK, never heard that name and I'll do my best not to remember it. Sounds like the case with one of the Native American tribes (I don't remember which and can't seem to find it) whose common use name in English is what their enemies named them, which translates as something like "Those assholes that live to the west of us". Ah, found it. Sioux is (filtered through French and English) a Pawnee word for "snakes". The Pawnee and the Sioux (who actually have a whole bunch of names whose inflections hurt my eyes to read) were apparently engaged in a war of extermination against each other, and the Pawnee were the ones to tell the European colonists what their neighbors were called.
That moment when you look up a simple men's style point on a well-known clothing forum and discover that the discussion turned into a thirty page monkey shit-fight at about the fourth posting in the thread. Also, TMW you learn that that forum has software settings that block the use of the word "slob", which ends up with the members using "sl*b", "sl-b", and "s l o b" in their postings. Strangely, the forum doesn't block the use of "slut", "tramp", or "whore". I guess gentlemen need to have standards. Don't think I'm going to ask my style question there though, it doesn't seem like a very friendly place.
In papau new guinea there is a tribe that refer to their neighbours to the west as "the edible ones" - i can't recall the word though
Damn it, Pawnee people! TMW you can't tell if they were magnificent bastards, or just plain didn't give a crap.
That moment when you realise just how much work you still need to do on your timeline. (Yes, it's the same timeline).
My hubby William has a much younger brother who is distractingly good-looking. Also, he's just the sweetest guy you could ask to meet. So problematic for me.
Start at the top and work your way down. First do counters, dishes, tables, chairs, beds, laundry etc.... Clean and put away what can be cleaned and put away and then clean the newly revealed surfaces. Then vacuum/mop/sweep up all the shit that ended up on the floor in the previous steps.
At this point, you hire a maid. Cost-effective if they only come in once a week or so, and the job gets done while you do your translating. Law of comparative advantage and all that.