I hate-love coming across words I don't know. I hate it because it's frusturating to be reading along and then walah there's a foreign word you have absolutely no idea what it is and why you have never seen it before. I love seeing these words because I usually look it up and then I feel that much smarter :)
My word I saw today I actually saw TWICE. I love this new word, it's a nice adjective. This is where I found it, "Every time I left the ALAG space for the day, I noticed a certain thickness rising in my throat, that verklempt feeling I always get at the end of It's a Wonderful Life and whenever I see young girls as happy and carefree as they deserve to be." Then I saw it used later in this sentence, "I smiled at their frenetic raindance, an expression of sheer, youthful joy, and fell back to sleep. A rather verklempt sleep, I should add."
Looked up my new unknown word, verklempt, and it means "overcome with emotion". I usually cry when I am verklempt. I picture the heart overflowing with emotions and that is directly connected to the eyes and therefore tears come pouring out because your heart pushed it out. That's my only explanation of why people cry when they are happy.
I hope you have verklempt feelings this week during the Christmas season.
Monday, December 21, 2009
Thursday, December 10, 2009
next wednesday
I forgot to add,
The real question is... Should we dare go next week? Will any of those 5o people staring at us remember the exact same outfits.
I say we'll be going again. What do you guess?
The real question is... Should we dare go next week? Will any of those 5o people staring at us remember the exact same outfits.
I say we'll be going again. What do you guess?
"Girls, the Christmas party is next week."
If any of you know Jess, she likes to be early to any event. And if she is not early, at least be right on time. Last night she took being early a little too far :)
On Tuesday Jess gets Aris and I all pumped for Tin Roof's Christmas Tacky Party on Wednesday night. She tells her new guy friend to come, she tells a couple of our other friends to meet us there.
After I go hiking I go and shop for a tacky something to wear to this shindig. Finally find something that wasn't $40. After going to a movie with my roommate, I get home and change into my outfit, put some makeup on, and poof and hairspray my hair. Jess and Aris pull up and off we go. Even the ride over was pretty eventful since another car was one inch from colliding into us on demonbreum. We scream and give the other car glare looks then park.
We get out with Jess in her tree skirt acting as her skirt for the night, a sequined Christmas vest and reindeer ears; Aris holding a box of playdoh and wearing a santa hat, turtleneck, big green necklace, and red corduroy dress; Me, holding a 4 square foot box of play food, wore a Santa shirt that said "I Believe" and red earrings. We come in and the people by the door all laughed at Jess's outfit and loved it. Then we walk one more step and another guy yelled at us, "Girls, you know the Christmas party is next week!" Jess of course was smart and said, "Oh, we just came from a Christmas party." We looked around and absolutely no one was even in red or green, let alone tacky Christmas apparel. Aris whispered, "We must leave now." We just nodded in agreement. So we grabbed our gifts, ran across the street, stepped in dog poop, and laughed for a good 10 minutes and more while we scraped poop off our feet.
On Tuesday Jess gets Aris and I all pumped for Tin Roof's Christmas Tacky Party on Wednesday night. She tells her new guy friend to come, she tells a couple of our other friends to meet us there.
After I go hiking I go and shop for a tacky something to wear to this shindig. Finally find something that wasn't $40. After going to a movie with my roommate, I get home and change into my outfit, put some makeup on, and poof and hairspray my hair. Jess and Aris pull up and off we go. Even the ride over was pretty eventful since another car was one inch from colliding into us on demonbreum. We scream and give the other car glare looks then park.
We get out with Jess in her tree skirt acting as her skirt for the night, a sequined Christmas vest and reindeer ears; Aris holding a box of playdoh and wearing a santa hat, turtleneck, big green necklace, and red corduroy dress; Me, holding a 4 square foot box of play food, wore a Santa shirt that said "I Believe" and red earrings. We come in and the people by the door all laughed at Jess's outfit and loved it. Then we walk one more step and another guy yelled at us, "Girls, you know the Christmas party is next week!" Jess of course was smart and said, "Oh, we just came from a Christmas party." We looked around and absolutely no one was even in red or green, let alone tacky Christmas apparel. Aris whispered, "We must leave now." We just nodded in agreement. So we grabbed our gifts, ran across the street, stepped in dog poop, and laughed for a good 10 minutes and more while we scraped poop off our feet.
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