Yep, using this word - or any other unusual words - during conversation is sure to spark a fun explanation and discussion!

Since I wrote the "Obsolete words" newsletter a few weeks back, I've had some excellent responses with very strange words. Lynn L. Alexander has sent in several submissions with the weirdest of words!

Yeah - an instruction manual for Being Human would be good. But I suppose the lives we're given are our manuals. They're the vehicles for the learning. No answers in the back of the book. Dang it!

I suppose I've never been one to cry too often because I learned early on that I just had to "suck it up" and keep going. Especially as a divorced teen parent with no support and a load of miseries to contend with. It's not like I never cried - and I did more of it back then than now. Just not as a regular thing.

Although I have to say, during the first several months after my injury, I was often so exhausted and in so much pain I was driven to tears - usually at night when I couldn't sleep more than a couple of hours because I hurt so much.

And I do "well up" really easily over sentimental things. I feel things very deeply. An act of kindness, a beautiful piece of music, a poignant story, oh, yeah. Tears bubble up. But they rarely spill over!

I had a couple of dogs. Way too much work. Like a constant toddler. Cats are so much more low maintenance. Then I discovered snakes. They're almost no maintenance.

But still, gotta look after them and any pet requires clean-up. And care if you want to go away.

No more pets for me. Since I was 16, I always had at least one other living "being" that I was responsible to or for until the last several years. There was always at least one child, or pet, or perhaps a husband, or some combination thereof - and now it's just li'l ol' me with complete freedom. Yes, please!

I love having your words in my HHH home. Thank you so much for that honour. 💜