A Mixed Bag Today

3 Dec

Earlybird pointed me in the direction of different types of snow and I have extended my earlier poem as a result:

Snow Lesson

Eat yellow
snow at
your peril.

Graupel melts
something awful.

Snirt will
make your
insides hurt.

It’s not coming home; it’s not coming home: football’s not coming home. 

Gloom in the room when Russia won the right to host the 2018 World Cup; and mortification at what can only be described as a rout: two votes, and one of those was ours.

I baked a couple of cakes the other day.  I only mention it because they were surprisingly edible, if you don’t mind the aftertaste.

I spent yesterday doing the dreaded housework; I had no choice: Tory Boy is coming home this weekend.  It took me four hours to find his bed under the junk I had stored on it; then I had to put it all in Spud’s room.  On Monday I’ll have to move it all back again.  Why o why did I have children?

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There’s a new poem on my other blog.  It’s only two lines so why don’t you take a peek?

12 Responses to “A Mixed Bag Today”

  1. earlybird December 3, 2010 at 15:43 #

    I like ‘snirt will make your insides hurt’ but although I understand that the housework must have warmed you up and there’s something to do with football which has upset you, I hate reading in red 🙂

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    • Tilly Bud December 5, 2010 at 00:38 #

      Sorry about that! I was alternating red and green fonts to maintain the festive mood, but I’ll stick with the green to help your poor old eyes. I seem to remember similar complaints last year so it must bother quite a few people.

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  2. vivinfrance December 3, 2010 at 15:47 #

    Please, Tilly, what is snirt – apart from a gorgeous word, that is. Come to think of it, I haven’t a clue what glaupel is either.
    Like your pics.
    ViV
    x

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    • vivinfrance December 3, 2010 at 15:50 #

      And please may I have a bit of your cake?

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      • Tilly Bud December 5, 2010 at 00:24 #

        Yes, but you’ll need something strong to wash it down with.

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    • Tilly Bud December 5, 2010 at 00:36 #

      Dirt-covered snow.

      Graupel are snow pellets; so fragile that they melt at a touch.

      Earlybird pointed me in the direction of Wikipedia and these wonderful words that I just had to use.

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  3. slpmartin December 3, 2010 at 17:01 #

    I still do not understand why they selected Russia for the World Cup…oh well another one I won’t get to see first hand. ;-(

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    • Tilly Bud December 5, 2010 at 00:24 #

      Never mind – there’s the Olympics next year in the Queen’s Diamond Jubilee year.

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  4. Mental Climax December 3, 2010 at 17:38 #

    this is just a lovely feel of the season.

    i really wish i can sense the greatness of snow.

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  5. Musings December 3, 2010 at 20:17 #

    Isn’t it great to have children so you have even more to blog about? 🙂

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