Although the origins of this phrase come from the 18th century meaning something insignificant, the slang of the 1920's brought it to a new place. Honestly, a bees knees do store pollen, therefore they are extra sweet. People tried to make other slang phrases that didn't quite pan out. "The Canary's Tusks", "The Elephant's Instep", and my personal favorite "The Flea's Eyebrows". "That flapper dress is simply the flea's eyebrows." I could just hear someone saying that. Another one that did survive is "The Cat's Pajamas". Do you know any cute old expressions? Please tell me in the comments.
Saturday, August 18, 2012
Vintage Phrase of the Day
The Bee's Knees = An Outstanding Person Or Thing/ The Height Of Excellence
Although the origins of this phrase come from the 18th century meaning something insignificant, the slang of the 1920's brought it to a new place. Honestly, a bees knees do store pollen, therefore they are extra sweet. People tried to make other slang phrases that didn't quite pan out. "The Canary's Tusks", "The Elephant's Instep", and my personal favorite "The Flea's Eyebrows". "That flapper dress is simply the flea's eyebrows." I could just hear someone saying that. Another one that did survive is "The Cat's Pajamas". Do you know any cute old expressions? Please tell me in the comments.
Although the origins of this phrase come from the 18th century meaning something insignificant, the slang of the 1920's brought it to a new place. Honestly, a bees knees do store pollen, therefore they are extra sweet. People tried to make other slang phrases that didn't quite pan out. "The Canary's Tusks", "The Elephant's Instep", and my personal favorite "The Flea's Eyebrows". "That flapper dress is simply the flea's eyebrows." I could just hear someone saying that. Another one that did survive is "The Cat's Pajamas". Do you know any cute old expressions? Please tell me in the comments.
Cleaning Time
I decided to nest for back to school by deep cleaning my
children’s rooms while they were out of town.
I had no idea what I was in for.
My daughters room took 8.5 hours, while my sons took 5. I couldn’t believe the mess that had acquired
since I did it last summer. Part of the
problem is I buy them something just about everywhere we go. It is compulsive, and it will now stop. I couldn’t believe the mess in my daughters
room. There were dirty laundry, crayons,
markers, paintbrushes (she is an artist), light brite colored pieces, legos,
pieces of pretzel and tortilla chips, daddy long legs spiders and flies, dead
bugs, little cut up pieces of paper, polly pocket clothes and shoes, and tons
of other things hidden in the closet, behind the dresser, under the bunkbed, under
her desk, ect. I now know what she does
once a week when I make her clean her room.
My son, however, never gets his room cleaned, therefore he never gets
his allowance. I now secretly wish my
daughter never cleaned her room, because that was such a horrifying experience
cleaning her room. I used to get to
those rooms every six months, but for some reason it took a year this time. That will never happen again. Nor will I ever buy my children another
toy. I’m so excited for them to come
home and see their rooms. I would like
to think they will be happy, but you know how artist are(I am one, so I know
personally). I bet my son will be glad
his room is finally clean, but my daughter will cringe, tear the sheets off her
bed, and rearrange any cleaning I have done.
Luckily, there won’t be any dirty laundry or spiders underneath. (For a few weeks at least).
This is my daughters atrocious room after a few hours of cleaning.
I opened the closet, and to my horror, this was inside.
This is her room after I finally finished cleaning.
My son's room was pretty messy as well.
This is how it looked when I finished cleaning.
Maybe part of the reason it took so long is I had to organize everything. I hung thier little shirts by rainbow color. This is before we went school shopping. Therefore, there would be a nice clean closet to hang the new clothes.
I am so relieved to have this project done, and honestly after a few weeks, the rooms aren't too bad. I have been having them clean up every Friday for an allowance, and after they clean, I look under the bed and behind dressers to make sure the junk doesn't accumulate again. What is the worst thing you ever found when cleaning your house or your childs room? Please comment.
Friday, August 17, 2012
Vintage Word of the Day
Roasting Ears = corn on the cob
Today a cute old man from our town called up my husband and said, "Would you like some roasting ears?" My husband said, "Yes, that is so sweet." When he hung up the phone, he turned to me and said, "What are roasting ears? Is it corn." I laughed and replied, "yes, it is corn on the cob." I love the words and phrases old people say, so I decided to incorporate it into my blog. So, today is the first vintage word of the day. I hope you like.
Monday, August 13, 2012
Missing Grandma Lou
Today is the one year anniversary of my grandma Lou's death. The kids and I went to visit my mother to take flowers to grandma's grave. She got the cutest little smiley face pot with yellow flowers inside. She said it reminded her of Grandma's cute, smiling face. We placed the plant and said a few words, and then we went to search for my great grandparents grave. Finding their grave was a fun adventure with my mom. When we did finally find it, there were pretty little flowers planted there by my mom's cousin. There were also pesky weeds that must have come up since Memorial Day. So my mom and I weeded, and she said the sweetest thing. She said, "It is an honor to weed the flowers in front of their grave." We then went to lunch, and we even saw her sister. We were able to tell her of our adventure and show her little pics I took on my phone. I am sharing these pics with you all as well. It should have been a sad day, but it seems like the sun was shining a little brighter after our adventure. Although we all still miss someone, we can try to live in the little moments like these, and appreciate those we still have with us.
Beautiful Blue Margaritas
A couple days ago, my friend from middle school came to our
home town (about 20 miles away from me), and she graciously invited me to
dinner at her mom’s house. When I asked
what I could bring, she said, “Just a bottle of wine.” Well, on my counter I had a fairly cheap, yet
delicious bottle of wine, but in my freezer I had the fixings for
margaritas. I texted her back, would you
rather I bring wine, or my famous margaritas.
I don’t have to tell you what she said.
Anyways, we had such a blast, and we helped her mom get ready for a
garage sale she was having in the morning.
At one point, we decided to sneak off and walk a few blocks to the
nearest park with a swingset. We swang
and chatted, and the weather was marvelous at night. Anyways, at one point, she asked if I had the
recipe memorized, and I said yes I do.
Here is the recipe if you ever want to taste some delicious frozen
summertime margaritas yourself.
½ cup each silver tequila (get 100% agave), blue caraco, and
sprite, 1/3 cup limeade concentrate, 2 cups ice. Put in blender and blend.
I have made nonalcoholic ones for my kids. Here is the recipe: 1 cup sprite, ½ cup
limeade concentrate 1 cup ice.
I usually salt the rim, because my husband likes it, but I
have used blue colored sugar or even mixed the two with a beautiful effect.
Monday, August 6, 2012
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