Yes, I made it up. And I know, you're not "technically" allowed to start using made-up words in public until you "officially" have a PhD, but I've put in a lot of time, and I'd like to just try this one out for a while. Don't worry, I won't try and publish it or anything.
It's Flummer, here in SC. Since this word is new territory for... well, everyone except me, I'll expand a bit upon it. Help you understand exactly what it means and how to recognize it.
|It might be Flummer when it's dark in the morning (yes, this is morning, as in "straight on 'til morning," morning),|
but still reaches highs of 90+ in the afternoon
|It might be Flummer when both Chili and Watermelon seem seasonally appropriate.|
Now that I've cleared that up, let me tell you that the creation of this word has eased my mind quite a bit. Before, I was worried about not being content, as it was still summer and felt like fall (or fall and felt like summer, I couldn't really tell) and I didn't know which to want. Now, I can be content that it is Flummer. In Flummer, people do things, like take hikes and watch football, and yet still go swimming in the out-of-doors and drink lemonade when the sun beats to hot. Flummer is a time for long-sleeved t-shirts and shorts. There. That last one really clears everything up. I should have led with that.
In other news, I'm in love with up-cycling T-shirts. You like an idea on there? You have an idea? Want to know if something is possible? Email me, message me, dare me to do it, and I'll try it and send it to you. I'm also trying to summon the gumption to get my cookbook done. I'm feeling more like cooking these days, so perhaps it will all come together before Christmas. Or at least next Flummer.
Finally, as I've done about 4 hours of homework so far tonight and got a vaccination earlier today (not that it really impacts anything other than my shoulder-press-skills tomorrow), I leave you with these images of an evening well spent.
This unassuming cup.
Got it for free.
Hadn't used it yet.
Until I found it's purpose in life.
J'ai trouves le raison d'etre pour la coupe
|I called this picture "Oreos Defeated" when I saved it.|
Really, I think the name says it all.
One of these days, I'm going to have a dinner party, and we're going to serve Oreos, Chips Ahoy, and Nutter Butters for dessert, with tall glasses of cold milk. It just seems so perfect. You can come, if you want to.
Question of the day: What type of Oreo gal or guy are you? Me, I'm a single-stuffed. I went with the "Holiday Single-Stuffed" on the suggestion of a friend, and they weren't bad, but I like the original. Now, double, well, that's just too much for me. A Triple-Double? I can't even fathom.
Making cookies an actual topic of conversation,