Regular readers know how much I enjoy Criggo. This one made me laugh out loud.
I love the idea of “grand” beef.
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Good Lord, where do they FIND these things???
Oddly enough, after the frenetic pace of the holidays, I feel a little bit like worn out meat.
Hope the rest of you are just grand.
Denise J
Denise,
I hope your entirely understandable “worn out” feeling goes away very soon.
Paul
That is so funny when words are literally translated rather than interpreted. I think a number of us can identify with Denise’s feeling of being “worn out” after the holidays but I do hope that it is a good feeling of exhaustion. Now today I plan on hibernating as life returns to a more normal pace – mind you “the best laid plans of mice and men (also women)…”
Yes, I hope Denise felt grand as well as worn out.
A slow day at work, lovely dinner out with relatives I hardly ever get to see, and internet friends concerned for my well boeing — feeling much more grand this evening! And yes — as much as I feel like I’ve been through the mill by the time my holy days are over, I wouldn’t change a thing.
Denise J
Lynda,
You can “hibernate” as life returns to a normal pace? Lucky you!
Paul
That’s because the pace over Christmas was abnormal and yesterday I hid and was able to get some reading done for my classes that start next week. But I agree that I’m very fortunate! When you young’uns are as old as I am, you can hibernate for a day too.
It makes me want to become vegetarian somehow…
Happy New Year, everyone!
Claire,
I hadn’t thought about it, but now I agree with you!
Paul
While on a trip, we could not figure out the items on the menu because they were all written in the native tongue. So I asked the waiter what that particular food was and he said in broken English, “Stupid paper.” When he saw that we were stupidly staring at him, he went back to the kitchen and came out with a green bell pepper and tried to demonstrate that they stuffed it.
Needless to say, we all ordered the same thing because no one wanted to ask anymore questions. That stuffed pepper was something else – really delicious and delightful!!!
Dolly,
I just love the idea of ordering “stupid paper.” Happily, it was delicious.
Paul
DEE-liscious!
Annette,
DON-’tknowhowtorespond!
Paul
I was feeling rather “worn-out” this morning and am now facing a stack of exams that must be graded today. The laugh makes those exams go faster!
Thanks!!
Michelle,
I’m delighted to have given you a laugh. I have horrid memories of grading papers…
Paul
I’m just as confused as the sign maker. Woke up yesterday to Rico brewing coffee and dressing the little one. Sat out on the deck enjoying the morning sun. Next I saw him he was dressed telling me we were going to be late for church. I thought it was Sunday! When we got there, I wondered where all the people were, then thought they must be out of town for the holidays. I never realised how much I now count on Sunday to keep me oriented to time. I too feel like three day old ground up steer. Uck!
Emma,
Not a good way to feel. Hope you feel fresher soon.
Paul
I have never been a linguist so any translation issue I fully understand. I had 3% in my French exam in my second year at secondary school. Attendance was mandatory at classes too, it was just that the teachers were rarely bothered to count to ensure the numbers matched the register – hence the cry of “FREEDOM”! I am culpable so shouldn’t hold a grudge. I wasn’t last in that exam either. I think I came about 28th out of 36. Oh, how I love that school! I’m still waiting to find the bulldozer parked carelessly by it with the keys handy
On a happier note, 2013 is the year I attempt to learn German. I know it is within me lol.
Simon,
Don’t you live in a Franco-phone area of Switzerland?
Paul
No, and on the evidence of my French skills from school (or lack thereof), it would appear that God was merciful in guiding me to the German speaking part
Ive been told I have a terrible sense of humour.
I agree.
I read this this morning and couldn’t figure it out.
After a full day at work I decided to look at this again and laughed.
I couldn’t see it this morning.
Carol,
Isn’t it amazing how sometimes we can see things and other times we simply can’t?
Paul
Hahahaahaha! That is pretty funny!
Fran,
Glad you liked it.
Paul